Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Little Train on the Prairie. Losing it part two



My dear Birdie

I have to tell you about the small prairie town we are staying in because it's a strange thing, I've never had such a love/hate relationship like this before.
Indian Head, about 80km east of Regina, is a beautiful one street, what I would have imagined a prairie town to look like, town. Established in 1882, the wide main street has an old west kind of feel with original buildings lining a flower filled community. The place is spotless and you really get the sense that everyone is on the same page here. They are working hard to make it a vibrant yet original prairie town. It probably helped that the television show 'Little Mosque on the Prairie' was filmed here. Nothing like a location shoot to refill a towns coffers. The town's main source of revenue from what I can tell comes from the 19 grain elevators that dominate the skyline. The campsite we are staying in is also fantastic. Private campgrounds, we have found, tend to be basic, grey, pack em in affairs, yes they have all the bells and whistles such as pools and WiFi and sometimes (okay, only in the states so far) cable, but they lack the same back to nature feel of the Provincial parks. Indian Head Campground has green grass rather than brown, plenty of trees and best of all is a short walk to town. When you spend as many hours driving as we do being able to walk somewhere is heavenly. So why a love/hate relationship? Great big @#*!ing trains that blow their @#**!y horns what feels like every hour all through the night. Why? Why do they have to run all night long. During the day there are maybe one or two trains, but who cares, I'm awake so it doesn't matter. I get that this town probably wouldn't exist without the railway, but we are in the middle of nowhere surrounded by prairie, who's stupid idea was it to settle all of the town right next to the railway line? Who is responsible for scheduling the trains to run all night. Why do they have to sound their horns at the crossings at either end of town when they have barriers with flashing lights on them. If you're stupid enough to cross the barrier when it's down, well more fool you. If you're stuck on the crossing , I'm assuming the flashing lights and a lowering barrier would be enough to send you running. And if you're really stuck, I'm sorry and I hope you had a full life with few regrets, but let's face it no amount of horn is going to get you out of the pickle you're in. So I love this town, it's a little gem. The people are friendly and it just has that feeling of home, and Red Bird if you are ever heading out this way, do stop and stay, just bring earplugs or a full bottle of Scotch....on second thoughts, bring both.

Always Yours
Your sleep deprived friend, Sparrow

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