The Big South Fork Scenic Railway is a heritage railroad in Stearns, Kentucky.
The route runs for 16 miles through lush countryside in the Appalachian Mountains. Live music usually precedes train departures. The terminus is the Big South Fork River and Recreation Area. This park contains a gift shop and snack bar with picnic shelter as well as hiking trails..
The railroad is presently restoring a large 1944-era steam locomotive and uses diesel locomotives for its excursion trains.
The adjacent McCreary County Museum (admission included in train ticket) demonstrates life in Kentucky's coal company towns.
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