|The narrow gauge keeps going, into Canada|
|By the way, this is "Mountie" country--Northwest Mounted Police.|
There's time to look and chat, but you don't get off the train. Then since you were in the car closest to the locomotive, you're at the end of the train, which means a great view back down the line. The seat backs are flopped forward-reversed, and you switch sides with the people on the other side so they can have the same views you had coming up...left, looking down, way down, through two tunnels, across a trestle with a 1,000 foot drop, with the ocean and Skagway shining in the distance.
|I think the wind blows up here.|
|And then you start down.|