Hurricane Gulch
The train had gone over many bridges but the most amazing one was at Hurricane Gulch. So called because of the 100 mile-per-hour winds that blow there at times in the Winter. The bridge had been built by a specialist company and spanned a deep gorge with the most dramatic views. The train past over the bridge really slowly seeming to stop at times.
The open air platform was now packed and we all did a rotating dance so that everyone could get an opportunity to take pictures. The right hand side was the most uncomfortable to look out of as there was no barrier or walkway. Instead you just looked straight down into the gorge.
Another bridge over a river and then this view.
The highest point
We passed the highest point at 4.44 pm.
We were due a talk from one of the contestants in the long huskie race from Willow. Our talk was a little late starting and only covered the basics of the race.
Our steward brought us all a soft drink and cookies as a treat at almost the end of the long rail journey.
Leaving the train
As mentioned before all bills on the train had to be settled by payment with a credit card or a debit card. This had been made clear to was at the start of the journey.
Up in front of us on the first row we watched as Jeanette had to deal with a passenger losing his cool because he couldn’t pay with cash. She handled it very well but it did make the rest of us very uncomfortable.
We crossed one more bridge before stopping at our station.
We said our goodbyes, gathered up our bags and walked to our waiting coach. This had been specified on our personal daily itinerary.
