Morning Stacks & Coffee
Golden morning light filtered in through the kitchen window as I finished making my morning coffee. Just as the machine finished sputtering away and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the room, CPKC train no. 133 — the typically nocturnal Montreal to Chicago hotshot — received a clearance down the hill into Hamilton. At only 4 degrees celsius, the morning air was brisk but inviting nonetheless, as I made my way trackside under beautiful clear skies. As I set up at a favourite location nearby, it wouldn’t be long before the morning stillness was broken by the sound of 133’s approaching train.
