The sight of an occasional mermaid and song of hundreds of frogs are disrupted by three 20 cylinder SD45's and 10,800 horsepower roaring West with a heavy 119 car manifest over what is called "Frog Pond" just West of Trout Creek. As the train passes, the smell of burnt diesel fuel is overtaken by fresh woodchips fill the nostrils, adding to already pleasant display that Mother Nature has to offer. Once the train passes, the tranquility returns; mermaids, frogs, dolphins and I believe Sasquatch even made an appearance.
