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Leaving Cañon City

We have a lot of fun in Cañon City, however, after a short time, I have to remind everyone that we are dowfishly behind schedule and that we need to leave, in a hurry, and we leap on board the first train we see.

Fatty opens one of his coffers, and, saying that, after a busy few hours, we need some sustenance, he produces bottles of Vintage Glenturret, Talisker, Balvenie, and Edradour Private Reserve, then after saluting the grandeur of the mountains and offering toast after toast to the good citizens of Cañon City, we charge up and down the train, yelling and screaming in hysterical excitement, as we rocket through the Rockies, as fast as we possibly can.

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