The train had a short stop at Izaak
Walton Inn. I heard about the cabooses which are rooms at the
inn. Unfortunately they were not visible. I had been
invited to have dinner on board the Beech Grove and when I returned
into the car, Mr. Gunn was almost finished with dinner, alone. I
asked Lou what was available, and he fixed me up with cornish game hen,
which was delicious.
Late in the evening, we made the station stop at Whitefish,
Montana. At this point, June Tarpley and Mr. Gunn detrained to
catch the number 8 Empire Builder eastbound the next day. I
thanked both of them and said goodbye. Larry and Lynda Vielluex
of Izaak Walton also exited. I chattted with Lynda for a moment
and asked her if she knew Chris Guenzler, another TrainWeb associate,
to which she replied "yes!" She also stated that I should come
and stay at Izaak Walton in the future. After passing the
property located on Marias Pass and also checking out their website, I
plan to visit in the future.
After Whitefish, I made my way back to my sleeping accomodations, but
was still restless. I just sat there and pondered the amazing
journey up to that point. The Empire Builder entered what I found
out later to be the 8 mile long Flathead Tunnel.
Every quarter mile, I noticed a light marking safety locations for
railroad personnel should the need arise. After about 2 miles, I
returned to the rear end of the dome car and cupped my hands against
the glass window. The lights at the end of Beech Grove were still
illuminated and gave me a view of the interior of Flathead Tunnel which
was very interesting, especially at track speed of about 50 miles per
hour! This tunnel is a gauntlet on the route, needing 15-30
minutes to evacuate the diesel exhaust. After
exiting the tunnel, I once again returned to my sleeper and could
occasionally see trees nearby the railroad right-of-way. The
sound of the engineer whistling at crossings was fabulous. This
night, I was able to get some sleep. The only time I woke up was
the stop at Spokane. I looked outside and just as quickly fell
back asleep. They say the breakup of the train takes an
hour. The crew did this flawlessly, since I was completely
unaware until daybreak.
Again, I had no idea of what to expect at dawn. I was just as
delighted at first light as the crossing of Marias Pass. Sunrise
this day was even more beautiful than North Dakota. I quickly
dressed, grabbed the camera and got to the dome car to find a new
conductor named Paula. I apologized for the way I looked and
started taking pictures and finding out about Paula and where the
Empire Builder was located which was were somewhere in eastern
Washington.
Another person, Randall Wallenberg, an Amtrak baggage agent from
Seattle pointed out to me this interesting sight of an ancient
passenger car on blocks near the tracks. He said he had worked
his way from Seattle to Spokane to catch the number 8 75th Anniversary
Empire Builder back to Seattle.
Again, other eyes helped catch this caboose in Ephrata.
There was a little bit of civilization and a lot of agricultural
business.
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