Working from home, during a week like last week, it was hard enough to travel further than an arm’s reach from the work computer, let alone get outside and “be” in the city. Saturday was that day to spend downtown. On Sunday we had intended to hike the Rogart Mountain trail, stop by Lismore Sheep Farms, have coffee at Noveltea, and generally wander around Pictou County. We never made it to the mountain but we can do that sometime soon but we did at least make it to Lismore for some yarn and a few of those amazing shortbread cookies they sell. Why can’t hobby shops feel like yarn stores? Nevermind, we’ll talk about that some other day. Lismore, like so many others, is filled with wool that returns your touch, feels ready to be held, and capable of storing the energy invested into it by the person who will knit with it to give to a person they want to give to.
Somewhere between Lismore and arriving in New Glasgow I forgot how to navigate. No matter how hard I tried I was always in the wrong lane and our travels through New Glasgow downtown were more like a frenetic scavenger hunt than a lazy Sunday’s drift through beautiful places. New Glasgow is so beautiful. I love how it’s the balance of Truro’s downtown with architecture we’d admire from Bridgewater. Plus, the Cape Breton & Central Nova Scotia Railway moves through alleys and behind buildings both to serve the Point Tupper power plant and to reach Cape Breton.
In no rush to be anywhere but where we are, we eventually ramble into Stellarton and down into the CBNS yard. Three SD40-2’s (3364, 3365, 3366) are tied up at the yard office and there’s this amazing collection of the world’s most decrepit flat cars being used for carrying railway ties. Seeing the SD40-2’s I basically forgot how to think or speak and, in that excitement, really only wanted to photograph them.
Deeper into the yard. The GP15’s are tied up but the star is waiting down by the shop. It’s places like this promising things like that, that really tempt me to break past the point of no trespass but that’s not who I am. “Someday” I tell myself and learn to appreciate that I just need to get into CBNS territory more often. I should be modelling this railroad. I love the look of the current day operation–everything except all that G&W but, you know, I could just as easily substitute some green paint for orange and that would take care of a lot of things.
A power outage closed Noveltea early, dammit, so we’ll just have to come back. A long drive back in the rain is warmed by the best of company and tea.
Quick tea break right now and it’s fun to look through these few photos from yesterday’s travels. I’m also taking a few minutes to trace along the CBNS route, thanks to online maps and their aerial imagery, and contemplate a next trip north from the city or a weekend in a few weeks in the Cape Breton part of the railway’s namesake.
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