As unexpected following of one of my previous posts (the forgotten train), I have visited some other points of this charming railway. I’ve been impressed by how much time has already done its ruthless job, leaving just dust and faded colors.
Despite this gloomy atmosphere you can feel in these little mountain stations, there are some fascinating views, still capable of recalling some like-wild-west scenes. And the silence, unfailing habitant of these kind of places, seems to emphasize these suggestions.
Moving along the line of the railway, I enjoyed so much the view and the impressiveness of this important human creation, built in surprisingly harmony with the nature.
Inside the station, I’ve also seen these amazing water pumps that the old trains used to put new water into the engine. Something that concerns times when train went by steam and so it all has an pretty strong historical flavor.
Thank you for your visit!