From Following the Possum to High School to Riding the Rails: Everyday Magic, Day 82

The possum was walking toward the high school, so my wonderful escort for the day, Lori, and I  followed. Three high school classes later, with a fast and delicious interlude for lunch in Barnes, KS at Our Daily Bread, the possum was no where to be found, but no matter. It was time to return to the motel, lay stretched out on the bed for a bit, get up, eat and apple and then go with Kelley, Al, Laura and our arts host/organizer/new-best-friend-for-eternity Wayne to ride the rails.

The Marshall County Central Branch Railroad Historical Society, coalesced by the vision, research and chutzpah of the wonderful Ann Walters, saved the last remaining portion(some 88 miles)  of the railroad by raising $45,000 in just seven days. Now they run a delightful little train to give people like us the feeling of what it was like to ride the rails while also sharing the history of these tracks and those who rode them.

Feeling the wind and sun sweep over me as we carried on down the tracks replenished all of us. Prairies, woodlands, coveys of quail springing into the sky and the clear skies holding all of this together encompassed us. We even got to throw rocks down from the tracks to the Big Blue river, making our wishes. I wish for days like this to wrap around us all on occasion, for the possum to get what he needs out of high school, and for the trains to go on with their owl calls day and night.