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By misslake (Sun Nov 16, 2008 at 02:49:51 PM EST) (all tags)
monday! october 30, 8:30am
the last day of the journey.

last night we were in sioux lookout and this morning we were at hornpayne. the boreal forest seems so endless, so vast, and yet i have travelled from a place where there was no forest, from the open plains of the prairies into this new biome. this makes it seem even more magical. the black spruce, silver birch and and tamaracks are so comforting. so are the lakes rivers and muskegs. we have come into a snow fall over night. the water here is open, and all the trees are dusted. every blade of grass is coated in the thick sticky flakes of snow. i missed this kind of snow in edmonton. there the snow falls like powder, it doesn't adhere to anything.
this snow sticks. to each twig and branch, frosting the landscape. the ravens  are the only wildlife to be seen right now.
last night was a much smoother ride than the night before and i slept much better.
we are running 2 1/2 hours late. we didn't make up any time overnight. i will have to try and call ni at the next station. though i don't know what to tell him, we seem to be on time, then late then on time again. i guess he will have to call via rail and check the ETA.
i have a long wonderful ontario filled day today. i might draw.
or just stare out the window at the landscape i have missed so much.
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I just watched trans-siberian today by garlic (2.00 / 0) #1 Sun Nov 16, 2008 at 03:53:08 PM EST
no long train trips in my future, thankyou very much.

Interesting sidenote by Phil Urich (2.00 / 0) #2 Wed Dec 10, 2008 at 05:24:40 PM EST
You left Edmonton while the streets were still largely snowless . . . and it took until this past week for this frozen, northern town to show the traditional frozen and snow-draped landscape, over two weeks even after you had finished recounting your train ride.

Actually, recently we had a while where it did stick, the temperature kissing the melting point delicately enough that the snow fell with weight and stuck to everything. Normally though, yeah, the snow just falls as powder. It's as if the world underneath and the snow refuse to interact, an insurmountable barrier standing between the world of snow and the world without. Walking outside in a prairie winter one gets the impression that the winter world is hostile to life and all things; if it had its way there'd be nothing but barren earth covered in drifting snow.

Then again, when the snow has fallen enough that the night outside is pure white and amber, the light of the millions of streetlights reflecting off of the snow and the clouds which sandwitch the city, and when the wind ceases, leaving everything still . . .

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