I woke up in the train crossing the Columbia on the Rock Island Railroad Bridge and then heading alongside the Columbia. How cool is that?
I have been long fascinated with this river, particularly it’s history. So to wake up beside it was magical.
Then we headed west over the Cascades where the leaf colors are starting to change.
Here is what it is like on the other side of the Cascade Tunnel. What a difference a mountain range makes.
I managed to finishing hand knitting the bind offs and toes for 4 pairs of Auto Knitter socks of my trip.
This morning at breakfast with a couple from Wisconsin I learned about the Railroad Passengers Association. I will look into it. Our long distance passenger trains and the great people that work on them need to be supported.
I would encourage you to take one of these train trips. You get to see scenery and meet people you otherwise wouldn’t, and it is amazingly relaxing.