The arteries of the nation are pumping hour upon hour, day after day, week in, week out. By that I mean the Canadian Pacific Railway trains are moving through Salmon Arm continuously. There are several dozen each day - some going east with Made in China goods and some going west with raw materials, e.g. potash.



Sitting out on the deck at the cabin on the other side of the lake last weekend I told the story of how I thought I was hallucinating when we crossed the North Sea in Seol-na-Mara in 1990. Having left Stavanger heading for Lerwick I was in the cockpit on a lovely starry night when I distinctly heard the CPR train! It was that same Shuswap Lake sound .... buh-baa, buh-baa, buh baa.....of the diesel engine approaching/receding.

Eventually, all was revealed: the port light of a tanker appeared on the far horizon - en route from, say, Newcastle to Rotterdam - and then disappeared for good.
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