How many years does it take to make a tradition? It’s probably more than two, but you have to go through two to get to 25 or whatever it does take to make a tradition. So, this was the second annual Oktobahnfest, in which I invited the North Shore Model Railroaders (a subdivision of the NMRA) and anyone else really for some treats and a tour of Pembroke.
Last year, I served homemade pretzels and beer, but found that most of the local model railroaders don’t drink, especially if they have to drive afterward. So, this year, there was beer for those who wanted it, but homemade strudel instead of pretzels, and tea to go with the strudel. These were popular options, and much less work than the pretzels!
While we still had more derailments than when running alone, the magic that keeps the train on the rails was strong enough that I wasn’t completely embarrassed. I’d have to check the register, but I believe we completed two full days of trains 45,44,43, and 46, with a variety of engineers.
Eleven railroaders descended the stairs, and even though Pembroke itself doesn’t retain interest for very long, they all stayed for about two hours. The conversation at times was deafening. Deafening, that is, until Al blew 1120’s whistle, then suddenly everyone in the room shut up and watched the train. Thanks to all who attended, and I hope to see you again next year!
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