If you had the chance to...............

[wallyworld]

Phoebe Snow..in a white blizzard over the mountains and through the gaps, enjoying the view from the observation lounge. Coming out of Dempster with the controller pegged on the straight arrow tangent via the launch pad of the Skokie Valley Route on board enjoying an Electroburger on the CNSM. Tucked in a berth on board The Owl hurtling 80MPH on a summer night all the way to St Louis on the old IT. Too many day dreams to chose from.

[wallyworld]

Phoebe Snow..in a white blizzard over the mountains and through the gaps, enjoying the view from the observation lounge. Coming out of Dempster with the controller pegged on the straight arrow tangent via the launch pad of the Skokie Valley Route on board enjoying an Electroburger on the CNSM. Tucked in a berth on board The Owl hurtling 80MPH on a summer night all the way to St Louis on the old IT. Too many day dreams to chose from.

[CNR1949]

I would restore Canadian National Railway's Super Continental from the mid-1950's. I still remember a trip I took with mother when I was a little duffer - Rivers, MB to Saskatoon, SK - we travelled up the line pulled, or should I say, yanked by a dirty old steam engine (heresy, I know, but as a little kid I wanted modern). For the return trip we walked down the stairway and came out at trackside to find this gleaming green, gold and black coach with glass partitions dividing the day seating. At the front was a sleek F7 (or was it an F3 or an F9?) that accomplished the "takeoff" with a smooth glide that was at first imperceptible. As we gained way the conductor came through and told us we were hurtling across the prairie at 89 miles per hour - what a thrill to a little boy!

[CNR1949]

I would restore Canadian National Railway's Super Continental from the mid-1950's. I still remember a trip I took with mother when I was a little duffer - Rivers, MB to Saskatoon, SK - we travelled up the line pulled, or should I say, yanked by a dirty old steam engine (heresy, I know, but as a little kid I wanted modern). For the return trip we walked down the stairway and came out at trackside to find this gleaming green, gold and black coach with glass partitions dividing the day seating. At the front was a sleek F7 (or was it an F3 or an F9?) that accomplished the "takeoff" with a smooth glide that was at first imperceptible. As we gained way the conductor came through and told us we were hurtling across the prairie at 89 miles per hour - what a thrill to a little boy!

[Anonymous]

hey, santa fe super chief of 30s or 40s a classic

[Anonymous]

hey, santa fe super chief of 30s or 40s a classic