From Powder Magazine
“Skiers on Winter Park’s slopes stop to watch a miniature train scene below. Soot-caked black engines roar out of a hole in the Continental Divide and then rail past the ski area. All except for an unusual chain of yellow coaches. Barely outside the tunnel, it heaves a sigh of cinder and smoke, sets it edge on rail and stops.
The Moffat Tunnel can be seen from almost anywhere on the front face of the Winter Park mountain. A steady stream of rail traffic appears to be eaten-up and spit-out by this curious orifice in the face of the mountain. The sight of colored boxcars strung like a candy necklace, followed by the roar of black chains of coal cars stops even the most intent snowplowing skier to stare in amazement…”
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