Riding the Rails Where the Grizzlies Roam: A Rail Journey Through Alaska
I have not blogged much about foreign railway travel, largely because I do not travel much on trains when abroad. Of course, even less when in India, because I am a railwayman for life but not really a railfan. After retirement, the last substantial railway journey I undertook was in Uzbekistan. I was fascinated by how Talgo train technology enabled the country to operate Afrosiyob services at speeds up to 250 kmph on infrastructure not transformed into a conventional high-speed railway. There was no fencing, perhaps because it is a sparsely-populated country; nevertheless, during a slower journey, we had a cattle-run-over incident. The way it was handled by staff and locals added an unexpected dimension to my railway education, reminiscent of travellers forming a line to fetch water for a Sri Lankan locomotive which had suffered a Hot Engine shutdown. That story some other day. That Uzbekistan experience earned me entertaining reactions from semi-literate trolls who comm...