Trip 1. 23-25
April 2007
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The flight from
Long Island to Vegas was late arriving thanks to an unscheduled
stop in Nebraska due to a medical emergency. I check into the
hotel and hit the web: forecast for tomorrow is thunderstorms,
and a BNSF bridge further up the line in Belen has caught fire.
Excellent!
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Next
morning I drive down in no real hurry because of the weather and
check out Kingman Canyon, one of the well known railfan
hotspots. For some reason it doesn't do much for me and I press
northeastwards to explore Crozier Cayon. The weather is not
great, but the scenery is! |
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When
it starts raining, I figure a canyon would not be the best
place to hang out in the event of a flash flood, so I head to
the west end and wait |
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Sun
comes to those who wait. I obviously didn't wait long enough
though to get full sun on the nose |
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The
best outhouse in the world? |
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Next
morning, I get up earlyish and head north from Kingman again.
This shot was taken near Antares/Hackberry againist the light before I was
approached by a BNSF maintainer and decided to clear out |
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Further
round near Hackberry |
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A
grab shot of the same train exiting the east end of Crozier as I
look for a spot |
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Ooo,
that's not a bad spot for a morning train. Lots of hummingbirds
as well. It eventually occurred to me that I should try to get a
pic of one but then this damn train arrived |
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So
that's the easy Crozier spots done, and it's time to press on and
see what else this great state can offer in the way of easy
pickings. On the way, I catch this warbonneted grain empty on
its way up to Seligman. Nasty sun and heat haze, but we can't
pass up that consist |
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For
the afternoon's excitement, I explore the Crookton cutoff. Despite
its remote location, I manage to pop off a few shots between
what I assume was Perrin through to DoubleA |
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This
is cheating a little - pushers on the back. Quite a lot of
manifests and stackers have DPUs on the back |
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A
more proper, yet somehow less tasty shot from the same spot |
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And
I thought Arizona was a big flat desert... |
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A
last shot after a long wait as the shadows come in |
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And
to finish up, a few shots at Crookton from the old Rt 66
overbridge and back to Seligman |
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Next
morning produces this empty baretable train heading west across
one of a number of bridges that are still neatly labeled for the
former Santa Fe |
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Time
to explore Crozier properly methinks |
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This
and the above shot were taken close to the access track, but now
its time to put on the hiking boots and go a little deeper |
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Oooo,
a train. |
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And
another! |
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Pop
a shot, find a new spot |
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Pop
a shot, find a new spot |
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Talk
about fish in a barrel |
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How
many months would it take to get a string of good shots in the sun
north of Dunedin? |
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This
is all getting tedious. Can't wait to hit Invercargill again.
Time for lunch. |
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That
afternoon, I head back to Crookton to work the cutoff from west
to east |
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The
big fill near Eagle Nest. Not too many trains point
the right way for me this afternoon, nor are there as many shots that suit
the sun. Still not a bad haul. |
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Trip 2. May 24-27
2007
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Awwwlroity
then. DB is hooked on the Seligman Sub and manages to tack a few
days onto a work trip to Dallas. This time heading west of
Williams to try out a big honkin' new lens |
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Shame
about the peachbonnet leader for this nice meet |
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Mmmm,
yummy |
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A
couple more east of Williams Jct |
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A
couple of easy shots from Maine as the sun gets nasty |
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And
then its time for lunch. I find a small shop at a one horse town
which provides the following fine luncheon fare: packaged turkey
and cheese sandwich, bag of chips, bottle of champagne with
styrofoam cup. Nothing like sitting under a tree beside the
tracks at the end of a maintenance road drinking a couple of
cups of awful champagne to while away the high sun hours. This
Is Living. |
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Back
on planet earth, a westbound west of Flagstaff |
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And
another back at Maine. Are we sick of this big lens yet? |
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Williams
nightlife sampler |
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Next
morning. Lets work Crookton from the Williams end. A train
quickly obliges |
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And
another |
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And
another... then I find a good S curve spot at the other end of
this cutting for another eastbound. Alas 7 westbounds go by and
high sun brings that shambles to an end |
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So
I head back to this spot and wait and wait and wait while 4
trains head the wrong way. Dammit, my timing is awful today. I
had the tail end of an uphill in the far curve, another stacked
up behind it at the signal and could hear another one coming up
behind them. If only a downhill would show up, I could get three
trains in a pic!!! Of course it didn't. |
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Cheating
with a pusher on one of the uphills |
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Finally
a grain
train arrives |
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Grain
train helpers. There were a couple on the end also |
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Decent
shot before my next round of screwups, which include backing
over my tripod (don't ask) and, ahem,
almost spending the night on the Crookton Cutoff in my rental
truck... |
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Funky
ballast hoppers in the shadows |
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Why
do they run all the interesting stuff when the shadows are
coming out? |
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A
toothless local in a battered pickup with some riders in the
back points me towards I-40 and I hit the hyperdrive to catch
this ballast cleaner back on Rt 66 east of Seligman |
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After
the previous day's disasters, I play things safe with
a few shots north of Seligman - should have been up earlier for
better light |
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There's
still a few decent looking dash 9s wearing warpaint in fair condition |
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That
afternoon, I try the other side of Crozier for a bit of variety
and some exciting rock climbing up and down the canyon |
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Pop,
move on |
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Pop,
move |
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Pop,
move |
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Don't
move, pop |
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Some
neat cactuses on the south side |
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The
Canyon Spectacle |
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A
final shot after another nervous wait for shadows to ruin the
shot. A train shows up just before I get the heebie jeebies about
getting down and back to the car before dark |
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Canyon
meet. I wasn't really paying attention, but managed to unpack
and get the pushers |
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Trike
bike meet at the Snow Cap in Seligman |
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One
of a number of amusing road sign sets along Rt 66 (Hey, I even got a train
in!) |
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In
the early morning light another train heads out of Seligman for
the Arizona Divide |
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I've
never seen so many Harleys or beards. I imagine all the hotshots leave
their Ninjas and Hayabusas at home and rent Harleys out here to
avoid having people turning their noses up at them |
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Snorting
towards Seligman |
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One
last snort before heading off |
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Great
trainspotting perch this fellow has |
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Trip
3. August 4/5 2007
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This
is a Pair of DXs on the Midland line coal route in NZ in Nov
2006. I'm not sure why they are on this web page, but there you
have it |
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"...don't
forget Winona..." as they say while singing the Route 66
song. A nice mix of power on a local heads under overcast skies
at Darling/Winona |
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Slightly
west of that spot, a pig train heads uphill toward the Crookton
Cutoff |
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Back
at Seligman, another stacker heads west |
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Followed
by another, with an eastbound heading off in the distance |
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A
little sun at the end of Crozier canyon |
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And
then a lack of same. Note the CN full cowl dash 8 in spot #3 |
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A
matched set under hazy skies |
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Finally
some sun and a motley mix of power |
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The
Santa Fe lives! A shame these are old-batch snotbonnets just
west of Crozier... |
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And
a nice set of BNSF orange just as the sun sets |
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With
a following powerbar near Peach Springs |
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This
spot near Peach Springs is the place to be if you want to see 4
or 5 trains going the wrong way. Just as I'm giving up on the
sun the next morning, I hear a rumble in the distance. I don't
know if the GE was working and the high-hood NS geep was also
having some problems with the noise of the train slogging
along uphill reverberating for about 10 minutes before it
actually got here. Definitely the winner of Eclectic Power of
the Day. |
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Then
its off to the Williamsish area and time to bring out the big
gun |
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...and
then the rain came down... I just about couldn't get the crappy
2wd truck out of the mud here afterwards, which is always
exciting, isn't it |
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Empty
racks move east after the downpour |
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And
now something completely different.
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Similar
to the above shot, but taken at 2.8 just to see what would
happen to the foreground. |
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And
a few more hummers to kill time. far more interesting than
trains anyway
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One
more train before the rain started again |
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Not
a lot of lads pulling off to explore Dry Beaver creek |
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I
think I'll imaginatively call this one "Sunset " |
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