Permit me to indulge a little more in my railway alternate universe where I live out my childhood daydreams. I see myself at the throttle of the Coffee Pot chugging through Pichi Richi Pass in South Australia’s lower Flinders Ranges.
Quirky, eh wot?
Why waste a daydream on something so wheezy and small in the scheme of steam? Why not yearn for the serious grunt of the Union Pacific Big Boy or the speed and aristocracy of the Flying Scotsman?
Simple – I like quaint and understated. Hidden treasures that await discovery and delight. I reckon the Coffee Pot fills the order.