- Narrator: This is the story of a railway... how it came to be, how it was nearly lost, and why it lasted far longer than anyone ever thought it would, a half-century ago.
- Narrator: If indeed everything does change, at least some things take a little longer. The distance of years brings new significance to our memories of things and places past. We are a sentimental people, and we treasure our souvenirs and remembrances. And there do exist places where in addition to dusty photographs, one can peer through momentarily into a small piece of history... whereby absorbing the present, we can flash back in bits and pieces to grasp an eyeblink of yesterday. For a moment at least, the sights and sounds of a forgotten past can be ours... a little bit of lost magic in an age grown increasingly cynical and bored with itself. That in this space-age society, we who have witnessed dramatic developments in travel, communications, medicine, electronics and things undreamed of by people who lived not that long ago, that we can manage to marvel at things such as this railway is to our credit. That there were and are people who believed in its perpetuation and worked to preserve it is to their credit. For as our dreams are, such are we.