I'm back from several days away. We drove to Hearst and took the train to Sault Sainte Marie. It is a full day trip with the train stopping at camps along the way as there are places which are only serviced by rail. It was an old fashioned kind of trip. When we went over a large trestle we took to the baggage car to get the full effect with its open doors. It certainly beats an observation car.
At Hawk Junction there were these old baggage carts. Still in service, I suppose that they would never wear out. Sometimes I trip over something from my childhood and it catches me unawares.
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