"We had to pass where no human should venture."

Said Simon Fraiser at his discovery of Hell's Gate, a particularly nasty area on what eventually became the Canada Pacific railway. About a century and a half later William van Horn, president of the Canada Pacific railway, said "If we can't export the scenery we'll import the tourists."

This does not strike me as a happy solution if Fraiser was right.

The tourist nature of the railway opens things to a wide variety of PCs, the Victorian/gaslight level of technology prevents communication with the outside world when the train breaks down and is engulfed in a blizzard at the worst possible place. Isolated but with some makeshift supplies, the tourists face days or weeks in the places where no human should venture, waiting for aid to come from the railway company... when the first child goes missing.

The Infection Spreads Nicely

The current topic on the day-by-day Jeopardy calender is "On their Tombstone", and today's answer was "1880-1946", not "on the whole I'd rather be in Philadelphia" as has been reported.

Upon hearing it Rachel scrunched up her brow and tried to recall who was in charge of the Philadelphia Experiment (http://www.sjgames.com/pyramid/login/article.html?id=378)$. Yes, I'd say the geekiness is spreading through her system nicely.

I, alas, didn't trust my question of "who was W.C Fields" enough to commit to it, because it was correct.