After doing lots of updates I hopped on a cab and made my way to the train station to continue my travels to the world famous Biggar Saskatchewan! The lighting was bad since it was dusk so there wasn't a lot of photos taken. I got some Edmonton refineries and the Battle River. All my attempts at a prairie sunset picture were ruined by the dirty windows on the train.
This leg of the journey was fairly short. I left Edmonton at 6:30PM and arrived in Biggar at 11:30PM. My Aunty Ann was waiting for me at the the station and started feeding me as soon as I went through the front door.
Even with this short ride I got to meet some interesting people. In the observation car I listened to a couple older gentleman exchange stories. I should have recorded the conversation because they conversed as only people their age (probably 70s) could converse. I loved how the recollected memories and had a year tacked onto the story. eg: "Yup, back in 67 I was hauling nets back there in Goose Bay". They exchanged stories on how they met their wives, which happened in the 1966 for both of them. Every story they exchanged had extreme attention to detail and made you feel as if you were there. I think my generation has lost the art of story telling. Nowadays with our instant communication we tend to value quantity of information over quality. Most of the time you hear stories that go "yeah, we got bombed and all this crazy stuff I cannot remember happened". One of the gentleman used to work on the railway and he kept on announcing the speed of the train. He would spot the mile markers and then he would look down at his watch. "Yup, we're going 80 miles an hours. Been 45 seconds since the last mile marker".
I should have my posting about my stay in Biggar up tomorrow