Hundreds and hundreds of people showed up in this tiny little semi-ghost town to see the BigBoy. We heard the whistle long before it appeared on the horizon. It was impressive. Click on any picture to make it bigger.
Eight driving wheels, engine was huge.
The train was mobbed when it stopped,,,
After we made our getaway, we had lunch and headed on to Kanab on state route 14, Cedar Canyon. This canyon is steep and winding, quite a bit of second gear overdrive. But, the fall leaves and red cliffs were spectacular, photos are completely inadequate to show the fall splendor.
When you start seeing red cliffs, you know you are in Utah Canyonlands.
Mark had a little hitch here, we pulled off to let traffic go by and he vaporlocked briefly. And so, we all arrived in Kanab. Tonight there was a gathering of all the folk from our club and we got a great picture.
Dinner was barbecued ribs at the Iron Horse across the street. With a little country music to aid the digestion,,,,,
Almost got roped into a poker game by these sharks,,,,,
Tomorrow, Cedar Breaks.....