Re: Unique Chama

My only trip to Chama (so far) took place in 1996. We arrived in town late in the afternoon, checked into our motel and then went to Vera's for dinner. After dinner, I dropped my wife and daughters at the motel and headed into town. I wandered at will around the yard. When I asked one of the hostlers working around the four engines under steam, he just advised me to be careful and watch out for moving engines. With cinders crunching under my shoes and the sun setting in the west, I thought I had died and gone to heaven. A while later, as I made my second pass around the engines at dusk, the hostler invited me up into the cab as he moved the engine down to the ash pit, and I helped him (at least I think I did) clean the fire.What a great introduction to the charms of Chama to this Easterner!