Previously: “Hello Colonel,” Boomer immediately noticed the eagles, “Are congratulations in order?”
“I’m not sure—yet. I’m hitching a ride with you, if you don’t mind. I have orders to report to Fort Leavenworth, Kansas to receive my new posting.”
“Do you have any idea,” Sarah asked, “What those orders might be?”
“I do. I believe I’m going to be assigned to establishing a fort near Grand Marais.”
“There is an abandoned stockade at Devil Track Lake,” Hiram Silverthorn, Jr. said, “It was a fur trading post.”
“Will I need to negotiate with the First Nation people?”
“It would be a good idea—you may begin your negotiations now.”
“That works for me.”
Season 10—Chapter 2—Return of the Adventure Train—Episode 7…
The “Adventure Train” headed East out of Fort Justice, cutting across northern (today’s) Arizona into Utah and then into Colorado.
They made the climb into the Rocky Mountains, through tunnels, and across deep gorges.
The train slowed to take in the spectacular scenery—who wouldn’t?
They entered into the Pawnee Buttes of Eastern Colorado—and a vastly different landscape.
After slowing a bit to take in the Pawnee Buttes—even doing a bit of horseback riding (followed by an extended visit to the equine “personal quarters”), the train again picked-up speed as they approached the Colorado-Kansas border.
The Adventure Train crossed the border into Kansas, a state made famous by the old “Wyatt Earp” and “Gunsmoke” television series, was sometimes beautiful—and sometimes quite boring.
The train moved at a slightly faster pace than most 19th Century trains—and as you know—GENTLE READER—it was capable of very-much faster speed. I remind you of this because the engineer saw several riders arrayed on both sides of the track—train-robbers, as it were, and asked if he should increase speed to “faster-than-any-thoroughbred-racehorse-speed.”
The marshals, being marshals, told him not to speed-up, but to slow a little. When the train began to pass the mask-wearing riders, the windows on both sides of the Parlor Car were opened and scoped Farkleberry-Henry .44-40 rifles poked-out.
To be continued…