In 1983, the first time Kyle ran the OY, we hit our first big drift above Hamilton Point near MP 334 (where 10 years later we shoveled the tanks full of snow). After beating on it for a 1/2 hour, we got through then the air went into emergency. As I was a lowly fireman shoveling my tail off in the OY I had no idea what happened. The air got pulled from the pilot house. Appearently there was a big spot of bare ground up the hill from us that the OY had incinerated quite nicely. The section gang was sent from the caboose to play Smokey Bear with the fire.