With the smell of smoke exiting our chimney fills the air, I set up in our front yard for an eastbound train; wherever it may be. The temperature was hovering around 45 degrees that night, so I sat in the warm car listening to the radio. After about forty minutes, I heard the sound of a train horn honking for the pair of crossings in Valentine that were about three miles to the west of me. A few minutes later, the glow from the headlights being to shone through the tree branches surround the former ATSF Crozier train station. By now, the sound of the three General Electric locomotives reaches full volume as they pull their string of empty grain cars into Crozier Canyon. With the moon at Crescent Phase, the stars really shine in the 80 second exposure
A continuously growing album of photos that IMHO reveal the awesome and seldom-seen beauty of the railroad world from the dimming of day to dawn's early light! From dusk to dawn, trains roll on! (I'm still finding gems of sunset-to-sunrise surprises!)
