We’re promised “the romance, grandeur and rugged beauty of Canada.” What we get is endless hours of watching Valerie Pringle eating lunch. And Valerie Pringle talking about rivers. And train guys talking about how people with headphones walking down the tracks get wiped out by freight trains. And shots of railway track. And Valerie Pringle talking to waiters. And shots of railway track. And Valerie Pringle talking about what a great trip she’s having. All with a royalty free soundtrack of jazzy elevator music punctuated by the rail “air traffic control” radio chatter.
It is arguably the most boring 60 hours of television ever produced.