![]() This is an Osprey sea-eagle at home in NY. This picture has no functional purpose being on this page and is provided purely for decorative purposes. |
![]() Meanwhile, back to the story... Fresh from a sleepless night at the non-air-conditioned Bel-Air in Mojave, I attack the Warren curve to find a flat baretable ![]() |
![]() Ahh,that's more like it. Real trains, Brucie |
![]() Spinning electricity |
![]() A BNSF freight passes the Mojave airport, the retirement home for old airliners ![]() |
![]() A long wait sees shadows encroach on my shot at Clear Creek |
![]() A following BNSF stacker threads down through Allard to Tunnel 2. Note the height that is eaten up by the Allard horseshoe at right. This is quite the grade. |
![]() Same train, better picture |
![]() And lastly running through Caliente |
![]() Next morning, it's Warren time again |
![]() U2 trees |
![]() Give us this day our daily morning baretable |
![]() Whoops |
![]() Yummystacks |
![]() Descending through the heat haze |
![]() Some colour in the desert |
![]() Long trains looking short |
![]() Strange bird at Mojave - the new Saab 9-3? :) |
![]() Makes mental note to reset camera after taking trains. 1/60th handheld with approx 900mm isn't a surefire recipe for sharp pictures |
![]() A short UP train threads its way down the Clear Creek ravine |
![]() Finally, the shot that was requested |
![]() Bumming a ride |
![]() Aces High- a pair of UPs head out of Tunnel 3 with a long train comprising one tie wagon. Overpowered methinks. |
![]() Departing Bealville |
![]() Caliente Narrows |
![]() Shooting at tunnel 2 in the company of Bob ('Tehachap' of Trainorders) |
![]() The new bridge near Bena. I thought this section between Bena and Illmon had been double tracked by now. The roadbed looks formed. |
![]() High flying fugitive tumbleweed finally caught |
![]() Sandcut Evening |
![]() A UP train heads past the neat old SP cantilever signal mast |
![]() A different take on Warren the next morning, but alas no downhills in the hours I was there |
![]() ...So we'll just cheat and snap these pushers instead. |
![]() Big Bird |
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![]() Another take on Tunnel 2 |
![]() S bend between Bena and Illmon. Maybe this was the better angle... |
![]() Meeting His Excellency the Lost SdnLdr Hopley |
![]() Intermodal test shot |
![]() Bobbing for oil near Edison next morning on the way back from Taft |
![]() We climb a steep hill and wait. And wait. And wait. S bend between Bena and Illmon. All that work and the other angle was probably better... |
![]() Ex-LMS Dash 8 pusher at Bealville |
![]() The final morning at Tehachapi sees this uphill dropping down temporarily at Sandcut |
![]() Crappier version of the above |
![]() Bursting from one of the Tehachapi creek tunnels |
![]() UP pigs at Cable |
![]() A return to Warren, this time knowing there are a couple of trains on their way |
![]() And again. UP galore |
![]() Rounding the loop |
![]() A last run up to the loop sees this UP train heading down through Woodford |
![]() Final fling at the backside of the loop |
![]() And then it's off to points east |
Barstow Yard
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![]() Pumpkin head |
![]() It was about here I discovered that my 85mm lens was completely buggered... |
![]() Grain moving about the yard in large steel vessels |
![]() Shunters. I mean Switchers |
![]() Autoracks |
![]() Barstow Sunset. I surely do like this one. |
Cajon
Pass
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![]() I spent a couple of hours on Cajon Pass on the way back from my very first visit to Tehachapi in 1988. I don't think I even got the slides developed. But now with an almost open mind, I'm prepared to give Cajon another go. We find a nice spot and wait. Bah, all the trains are on the wrong track |
![]() Or going the wrong way |
![]() GP60M on a downhill |
![]() UP pushers on a BNSF train |
![]() View from the summit in the company of a couple of Brits |
![]() Helpers on the above train |
![]() The immediately following train on the third track |
![]() The George Bush Senior loco. The George W Bush loco will have his name spelt wrong |
![]() After the departure of Brent, I umm and ahh for a while about heading back to Tehachapi. During this time nothing much happens. After 40 minutes I start up the car and decide to head off. About four seconds later, a headlight appears in the distance and it ends up on the right track, thus saving me about a hundred dollars in gas money. |
![]() And then one more uphill before boredom sets in again and I head to LAX for a date with three Margaritas. Sorry. I just can't get into Cajon... |