It's hot, the haze hugs the trees, the "jarflies" are buzzing in the trees as smells of diesel exhaust, cratering grease and creosote waft from the old engine terminal. The whole place seems to b... (more)

It's not clean, it's "Clinchfield clean", which means you can read the roadname and the number. You should see one that's dirty.

Ex-Appalachicola Northern, finally shorn of its well preserved blue and given that hideous abbreviated headlight, this unit is something of a utility switcher this day.

Somewhere between Society Hill and Cheraw (yeah, the boonies). Note the homemade end walks.

Necessity and marketing are the mothers of some really fuggly equipment. This thing started as a tender and somehow acquired a steam generator or two, and diaphram. I hope someone at least saved... (more)

The nose has been chopped but not the single beam headlight and the distinctive friction bearing Canadian B tranks. The always looked like they might be sturdier and better riding.

Back in the days when those "shock absorbers" and no springs on that truck looked rather subversive.

This ex-MP unit carried its house on its back. Actually that is a rock deflection. And yes, there is a place called Big Rock, not nearly so famous as that aforementioned miniscule monolith.

An ex-C&O leaser leads a train in the railroad's hometown. This was a really neat part of this trip but was outdone by our cab ride on a C&NW H-16-66.

Becker Sand and Gravel never made much effort to pretty up their locomotives or to straighten bent stuff or to replace worn out wheels or much of anything. Here is a prime example of a gravel pit... (more)

Probably a 100-tonner, you just have to look at the plate. It's really amazing how much these GE industrials vary. This entire railroad is gone now. They ran electrics from the mine to the pla... (more)

The was just a real surprise, seeing two of these on a coal train from the SOU interchange at Emory Gap to the steam plant.

Back in those days we would spent 5 minutes in a yard and stupidly head off to the next one which might be 200 miles away. I'm glad we got one of this old scheme.

I must confess that when it comes to diesels the more "stuff" you hang on them the better and this one is a classic.

It has been a hard time for a white paint job in the blazing Louisiana sun as this unit still toils in its original garb.