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Pardon me while I self-deprecate here, as no one else was around for this crowning achievement. Even as I write here, I'm licking my now-six-year old wounds but ready to tell my story.....and hear yours!!

Perhaps you fell backwards into a brook trying for that perfect shot. Or said "Look at that nice old Alco!" as the GP9 went by. I'm blaming my gaff on learning a new track section in a less-than-familiar town. The subject depot also happened to have been in Trains magazine within the past couple years, and yes, it did smart a bit when I recognized the location as Exeter, New Hampshire. Didn't need the caption!

I have a daughter, who much to my liking, moved within a short distance of the afore mentioned. I found the depot to be a great spot to work, read emails and wait for whatever may roll by. As we all know, if an aspect signal is green, something it bound to be happening. My experience in these sparsely-run northern New England states tells me that 15 -30 minutes is a good bet.

Upon jockeying for position after the evening commute when spaces are few, I was happy to observe that tell-tale green lamp, even as the waving bushes partially obscured my distant view. Thus begins "the wait". We've all been-there, done-that.

Fifteen minutes, now 30 minutes. Nothing. "Patience, Robert", you will be rewarded. Now 45 minutes and supper will be waiting.....ugh. Still nothing. I mope away from the depot and head for home, but am duty-bound, for future reference, to determine the location of that signal. Here is the take-away from my little evening adventure:

The bushes are still waving and the ATM is open!!!!!

Cheers!!

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Maybe 40 yrs ago, the Hatfield, PA (RDG) train station was closing to commuters & I was taking some pictures outside.  I was standing on the southbound tracks aiming towards the station across the tracks.  All of the sudden I became aware of someone yelling….at me !  It was the brakeman on the caboose of a backing Rdg freight train - heading towards me on the southbound tracks !  Gee, did I feel dumb !  (Thk you Mr Brakeman !)

Re: "trestleking" and "endless tracks" anecdotes:

This is not intended as an upbraiding toward the above posters, I trust they learned a lot from their incident that they shared.

However, their incidents do bring up the point for us all to be very aware of, in that we are best served to never foul the tracks. On an operating RR, doing so is illegal (trespassing), and on a tourist operation where access is permitted, doing so is putting yourself at risk.

One of the most stressed rules in railroading is:

"Expect a train on any track in either direction at any time."

Enjoy your love of trains and knock yerself out doing so, but PLEASE, for your own safety: Do not foul the tracks.

Andre

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Back in 1991 or 1992, Santa Fe 4-8-4 3751 made its first main line trip in almost 40 years, from Los Angeles to Bakersfield, round trip with overnight layovers in Barstow, Bakersfield, and (again) Barstow.

The train arrived after the first segment, and after the crowd thinned out we turned the passenger cars on the Valley Jct. wye.  I was the Road Foreman of Engines at Barstow at that time, and was with the switch crew turning the train, as there are many things done differently when switching passenger equipment.  We got a GP30 out of Diesel Service and approached the rear car of the train, an ex-California Zephyr dome observation car.  We did not notice that the folding crossover platform on the front of the locomotive was not folded up and locked.  (Insert the sound of Dragnet theme music here.)  We made a safety stop as required, opened both couplers and eyeballed them for proper alignment, then eased ahead to make a pillow-soft coupling . . . or so we thought.  The couplers made a perfect click, but there was also a crunching sound, then a buzz and a flash.  The crossover platform had punched through the glass of the CZ tail sign, and had also broken into the neon tube lettering and design.  There was a moment of silence, probably not very long, but it sure seemed long to me, as my heart and my breathing stopped.  So, we uncoupled, backed up, raised and locked the crossover platform, and then coupled on, again.  

After turning the train, I found the owner of the car, and he was very gracious about the damage.  He said it could be repaired and had a cover to replace the broken glass.  And the humiliation served to remind me of my own human frailty.  I did not assess any discipline to the crew, and there was no report made.  The Claims Agent handled the matter discretely.  And the train steamed off toward Barstow the following morning.

@laming posted:

Re: "trestleking" and "endless tracks" anecdotes:

This is not intended as an upbraiding toward the above posters, I trust they learned a lot from their incident that they shared.

However, their incidents do bring up the point for us all to be very aware of, in that we are best served to never foul the tracks. On an operating RR, doing so is illegal (trespassing), and on a tourist operation where access is permitted, doing so is putting yourself at risk.

One of the most stressed rules in railroading is:

"Expect a train on any track in either direction at any time."

Enjoy your love of trains and knock yerself out doing so, but PLEASE, for your own safety: Do not foul the tracks.

Andre

So noted! The train was moving at walking speed, and the crossing is mid-way through a customer's parking lot so I was not (nor would I) trespassing. I was just being another idiot gawker....

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