Winter is here in the land of the Ontario Northland and as in any other year, winter usually doesn't arrive like a lamb, but more like a lion. We're at Cochrane on November 22 and that lion's pretty loud as the northbound 421 Polar Bear with Geep 38's 1801 and 1802 on the point lift the consist's tail end boxcars from the icehouse track while 2 workers from Section await to get back to work clearing a shed track switch.