In the midst of change there are consistencies through, there are things that never seem to change yet take on different faces through time. The epic whistle of the freight train is one example.
The Canadian Pacific Railway still chugs it’s way through the town. The loud whistle is annoying to some, but in a way it’s a freedom that not many people have. As the echo’s bounce off the mountain walls, it takes you back to the days were the train was the only life line. Not many ever have the chance to hear the train whistle day in and day out.
Without the whistle the town would be dead.
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