I watched the snow mess on the Empire Builder with consternation. Trains stuck on Stevens Pass, trains stuck behind disabled freights, avalanches in Montana. It just didn’t look hopeful. My train got canceled once and I rescheduled. The second time they canceled me, I looked at driving south and getting on the CZ at Winnemucca.
I had been messaging back and forth with Debbie in Pasco, who was also having her EB trips canceled. When I rebooked the first time, I was given the roomette right across from hers, and I thought, yesss, this time it will go! But then the avalanche covered the rails in Marias Pass MT and it looked like it could be quite a number of days before BNSF let Amtrak through again. I couldn’t push my trip back any further.
I had booked with points, so I knew I would have to rebook with a Guest Rewards agent. I got Vickie on the line, and she had to go away and ask about switching trains completely. When she came back, she said yes, and not only that, she could get me out a day earlier than the most recently canceled EB reservation, AND I would get 1K points back. Let’s do it, I said. After all, I had been packed for days!
After breakfast next morning, I loaded up my gear and drove south. It took about six hours including stops, but was an easy drive with dry road and pleasant weather. I got to the station early. A couple other parties were boarding, and a woman who traveled to WNN regularly said “Watch for the van. When they come, the train is almost here.” I saw what she meant when a Winnemucca Inn van pulled up, and the new crew got out.WNN is a crew change stop.
I had a chat with the engineer whose jacket proclaimed he was an air cooled VW fan, and the conductor pulled everyone’s tickets on the platform. He knew right where I should stand for my car. I wasn’t sure why they pulled the first sleeper to the shelter and then spotted the train for the coaches, instead of using the entire platform.
My attendant is Johnny, and he greeted me by name. He put my bag in the rack, and invited me to go right to the diner. I am a light eater, so I skipped the appetizer. The salmon was just right, the veggies OK, and the pilaf was dry. The flourless chocolate torte for dessert was divine. While I was at dinner, Johnny put the bed down for me. I sat on the bed and phoned Hubby to talk about the day.
I rarely sleep well the first night on a train, so I was surprised to wake up early and refreshed. I could tell the train was ascending Soldier Summit because we were going slower and there was a snowy bank rolling by outside my window. I was a little disappointed not to see any of it in daylight but dawn was just happening at Helper, even though we weren’t right on time.
I had been messaging back and forth with Debbie in Pasco, who was also having her EB trips canceled. When I rebooked the first time, I was given the roomette right across from hers, and I thought, yesss, this time it will go! But then the avalanche covered the rails in Marias Pass MT and it looked like it could be quite a number of days before BNSF let Amtrak through again. I couldn’t push my trip back any further.
I had booked with points, so I knew I would have to rebook with a Guest Rewards agent. I got Vickie on the line, and she had to go away and ask about switching trains completely. When she came back, she said yes, and not only that, she could get me out a day earlier than the most recently canceled EB reservation, AND I would get 1K points back. Let’s do it, I said. After all, I had been packed for days!
After breakfast next morning, I loaded up my gear and drove south. It took about six hours including stops, but was an easy drive with dry road and pleasant weather. I got to the station early. A couple other parties were boarding, and a woman who traveled to WNN regularly said “Watch for the van. When they come, the train is almost here.” I saw what she meant when a Winnemucca Inn van pulled up, and the new crew got out.WNN is a crew change stop.
I had a chat with the engineer whose jacket proclaimed he was an air cooled VW fan, and the conductor pulled everyone’s tickets on the platform. He knew right where I should stand for my car. I wasn’t sure why they pulled the first sleeper to the shelter and then spotted the train for the coaches, instead of using the entire platform.
My attendant is Johnny, and he greeted me by name. He put my bag in the rack, and invited me to go right to the diner. I am a light eater, so I skipped the appetizer. The salmon was just right, the veggies OK, and the pilaf was dry. The flourless chocolate torte for dessert was divine. While I was at dinner, Johnny put the bed down for me. I sat on the bed and phoned Hubby to talk about the day.
I rarely sleep well the first night on a train, so I was surprised to wake up early and refreshed. I could tell the train was ascending Soldier Summit because we were going slower and there was a snowy bank rolling by outside my window. I was a little disappointed not to see any of it in daylight but dawn was just happening at Helper, even though we weren’t right on time.