Beto and I recently had the lucky opportunity to take a
lovely, relaxing fall foliage ride on the Green Mountain Flyer, a scenic ride on a vintage train from Chester to Rockingham in southern Vermont.
The train whistle blasted our eardrums to oblivion as the
ancient train noisily announced its arrival at Chester Depot. The bright red engine was pulling about five dark green cars, each labeled Green Mountain Railroad.
Inside the Train
The fall foliage expedition on the Green Mountain Railroad was a free event sponsored by the OkemoValley Regional Chamber of Commerce, based in Ludlow, of which I am a
new member. We checked in with Diane, the organizer, and got into line while
waiting for the refreshments to be loaded on the train. Finally, a young
woman from the Chamber climbed up on the stairs and called out, “All Aboard!”
and we boarded the train.
Bob and I grabbed a forward-facing seat in the first car, in an
open booth with an enormous wood table and another double seat across from us. The
windows were huge and the view was great, but after 20 minutes or so I got a hankering for some
refreshment and set out to explore the train.
Discovering the Bar Car
I wobbled back on the jerkily moving train, holding on to
seats for dear life to keep my feet under me, through three cars that featured
plush leatherette high-backed bench seats facing each other. Just when I
thought I was at the end, I found a car with a table covered with white paper
bags, and a narrow hallway ahead on the right. I inched through, and discovered
a sweet little bar car with about 20 seats (some occupied by Chamber staff) and
a musician, Bill Brink, singing and playing guitar and kazoo. I hustled back get Beto,
ordered us up a couple of surprisingly good glasses of Chardonnay, and we
settled in to enjoy the rest of the ride in the Bar Car.
Directly in front of us was the bright red engine chugging away. The engineer would occasionally walk jauntily along the jerking engine and enter our car from the front. ()
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| I tried to digitally capture the roaming engineer and musician Bill Brink, but you can see the jerking motion of the train did not allow for quality pictures. |
We
relaxed with our wine, bag dinners provided by the Chamber (courtesy of Mr.
Darcy’s Restaurant) and enjoyed the ride.
What We Saw
We rode alongside a scenic, winding river, passing a
stunning river gorge that was almost past before we could get the cameras out,
and crossing a heavy red iron bridge.
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| River gorge photo taken from a moving train |
Vermont is famous for its spectacular autumn foliage, but we
are still about three weeks before peak colors, so the ride featured mostly
green foliage, with occasional bursts of bright yellow, fiery orange or deep
red in sections of trees that acted as a precursor of things to come. The
shrubs along riverbeds seem to have gotten the memo early, though, and preened
with deep burgundy and crusty golden leaves.
We passed a couple of covered bridges, a signature sight in
Vermont that never loses its appeal. One’s identifying sign read, “Built in
2012,” a melancholy reminder of the devastating floods caused by Hurricane
Irene that September that washed away or severely damaged many of these classic
structures throughout the Green Mountain State.
We saw (and smelled) cows grazing in fields, and admired
field after field of corn stalks. Lisa, a fellow CHamber member with a cow farm, told us those
fields would be turned into mash for its farms to eat, but hers are grass-fed.
(Beto plans to visit her farm this fall to serenade her cows on saxophone.)
Take a Ride Yourself!
If you‘re interested in taking a ride on the Green Mountain
Flyer, you can learn more here. To learn more about the Okemo Valley,
which offers so much more than its world-class ski mountain Okemo Mountain
Resort, visit the Chamber’s website, yourplaceinvermont.com.
