Devils night in Detroit....
The after bar party found its way to my house. ? I didn't go there or anything. A few folks were in the neighborhood, and brought more folks. And guess what, the girls wanted to run the trains; that's why they came by. So I cleared most of the progmess that had gathered from using the layout as the shop and test track on the Cannonball, flipped the power on.
The 382 was ready from testing it and I directed one young lady to the correct thottle, she was the conductor of the train of girls, and a returning operator ready to run. But anyhow I simply say Casey's and she understood.
Then I reversed and rerailed a Berkshire just in time for the Polar Express comment that I expected. Too bad it landed in front of freight, lit passenger cars would have went better with her, but she merrily moved the throttle as I told her it was basically a non cartoon version...Two down.
Double heading the Generals into position for a four coach run on the elevated level; I step back and another throttle turns..."What?..Oh, It's a Berkshire, Kanawha",.."Spell it???
Hands free now, satisfied the trains are ok, nothing on the tracks, no derails, I'm looking around now and every phone is out, camera on, or thumbs flying on screens to follow as I'm spelling aloud (though I can see some phone word bars offering it early,lol.) I smiled and sat down to talk for about 25 minutes till __ __ __*__ __ __ jumped the track and I saw "it was time". So I graciously excused them by gesturing that I needed to do something to take care of the 382. No throttle they wandered to seating quickly to talk just as I figured they were ready too. I got things set again let them loop a minute, shut them down one at a time to ease the ambience and avoid a shocking silence and rejoined the group.
An almost perfect, totally random and unannounced "choo-chew the fat" at 1:30am till 3am Devils Night Detroit Style.....Happy Halloween!
And you know *Casey's Cannonball is the one that jumped in the curve right.