The crisp, golden leaves — part of a cascade of fall colours 60 km south of Stettler — bordered the steel railway as a steam locomotive, No. 41 as her close personal friends respectfully call her, chugged.

Behind its brute force were almost 400 passengers, spread throughout the vintage coaches. They represented all ages — from infants to seniors who, very well could have once travelled by train and were reliving an experience from decades past.

It was, indeed, a special day: the last run of the summer season before No. 41, bless her signature smoke stack and friendly whistle, retired for a well-deserved winter hibernation

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