Around the U.S. By Train – Part 12
Departing East Glacier, the Empire Builder burrows deeper into the Rockies. In the lounge car, passengers are craning their necks for better looks at the snow-capped peaks on either side of the train. Suddenly one blurts out, “Moose … moose … moose!” and, sure enough, several hundred yards off to the left is a moose, standing knee deep in a small lake and staring placidly at us as we pass.

A half hour later, the Empire Builder rolls past the Isaac Walton Inn in Essex, Montana. This is a favorite spot for train enthusiasts because the hotel and restaurant are located less than a hundred yards from the BNSF main line and there is a lot of freight traffic here. As always, a half dozen people are waiting to photographs us as we go by, squinting through the view finders or hunched over their tripods.

She: “How often do the trains go by?”
Me: “About every thirty minutes.”
She (alarmed): “All night?”
Me: “All night.”
We spent all three nights back in East Glacier at the Glacier Park Lodge. Surprised?

Dinner is a flatiron steak, grilled medium rare, with a baked potato and green vegetables, all accompanied by a half-bottle of merlot.
And so to bed.

