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At one station, the thirsty engine was serviced with
                                                                        a long fill-up of water from an overhead pipe. Engine
                                                                        138 had been converted to an oil-burner, saving the
                                                                        fireman the strain of shoveling a ton and a half of
                                                                        coal into the firebox during the run. However, coal
                                                                        has  returned  to  power  some  of  these  steam  mam-
                                                                        moths as oil prices soar.
                                                                         The tracks run through the heart of Britain’s Snow-
                                                                        donia  National  Park.  One  of  the  stops,  Snowdon
                                                                        Ranger Halt, is next to a youth hostel and a path
                                                                        leading to the summit of 3,560-foot Mount Snow-
                                                                        don, the highest peak in Wales and England. (A sepa-
                                                                        rate narrow-gauge line, the Snowdon Mountain Rail-
                                                                        way, runs to the summit from the town of Llanberis,
                                                                        Wales.)
                                                                         Along the way, the trains run across the tidal flat-
                                                                        lands next to the River Glaslyn and then along the
                                                                        rapids of the river through the Aberglaslyn Pass.
                                                                        There are tunnels and villages springing out of no-
                                                                        where, the most pretty of which is Beddgelert, which
                                                                        offers cafes, shops and paths along the river.
                                                                       “It’s the only way to go,” my wife, Sharon, said as she
                                                                        rode  in  the  Glaslyn,  an  extra-fare  observation  car
                                                                        with stuffed armchairs and a large curved glass win-
                                                                        dow at one end. Indeed, she was sitting on the very


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