I "discovered" Edaville in 1991, while on vacation in MA. There was a tiny little poster in a toy train shop, so we got directions and headed over there. The place was well past its prime in those days, but if you looked closely, you could see the shadows of its former glory.
There were a few derelict O gauge locomotives on shelves in almost empty rooms, and I suspected that there had been operating layouts at one time. It was the kind of place that used to attract a crowd, but crowds are fickle. When the bloom is off the rose, the crowds go elsewhere.
The ride through the bogs was wonderful on that hot summer afternoon, as the little loco chuffed along and the announcer told of cranberry harvest procedures.
I did not realize that the train had been brought in. I assumed that someone tried to make a working railroad into a tourist attraction for the off season.
The biggest thrill was walking through the grounds after the ride. Back towards the woods, just past the turntable, was a short section of standard gauge track, and sitting on that track was the Flying Yankee. My fevorite streamlined diesel train has always been the pioneer Zephyr, and here was her twin sister!
I had a great time, bought some of the few trinkets that were left in the gift shop, and drove back to my motel.