Raking Leaves

My house (by choice) is surrounded by trees, some of which I planted, some I just let come up from seed and some, well, they just kinda are “there”. Of course, there are trade-offs to having all these trees and come fall, my work begins. I must pay for my love of trees and this fall was no exception.

It’s a late November day, the trees have finally said, enough is enough, and have shed the last of their leaves. This Sunday morning is quiet and the coffee (all 8 cups!) has kicked in, so it’s high time to get the last raking done. Most of the trees are up behind the house, so I proceed to make three big leaf piles there, before heading to the front to make two more piles of nice dry leaves. Now, out come the leaf bags and I clear the back yard quickly before heading to the front yard and as I do what do I spy but a headlight on the Allegheny River Bridge—an Allegheny Valley Railroad train is making a morning run to the Buffalo and Pittsburgh railroad. There is an advantage to living up on a ridge above the railroad, especially when the leaves fall. This may be worth a couple shots. The weather’s not great, but there’s a train to be had!

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Shays on the Mountain

Cass Scenic Railroad State Park

The drive shaft of “Big 6,” the last Shay ever built by Lima, and the largest too. Big 6 is a three truck Shay weighing in at 162 tons!

Nestled way back in the lush mountains of West Virginia is a place time has almost forgotten. There are no big chain supermarkets or restaurants, no massive apartment complexes, no traffic jams, and not even any cell phone service. What there is however, is nothing short of magic. In the air is the faint odor of coal smoke and oil, and if you listen, you may just hear the lonesome cry of a steam locomotive’s whistle!

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Fairfax and the Railroad

Fairfax Station, Virginia

Fairfax, Virginia is a suburb of Washington, D.C. that is west of the city, and it is the county seat of Fairfax County. The town was established in 1805 and named after Thomas Fairfax. It played a role in the American Civil War as it was the site of the first land battle of the war (after the first shot fired at Fort Sumter) known as the Battle of Fairfax Courthouse. A second battle took place here years later days before the battle of Gettysburg. Although the Confederates won the battle, it impeded their progress in their march to Gettysburg. Although Virginia was a Confederate state, Fairfax was a Union stronghold. Blenheim, a brick farmhouse, was used as a hospital. The Gunnell House was also the site of a night raid by John Mosby (known as the ‘Gray Ghost’) who invaded the home at night and kidnapped a Union officer while he was in bed and rode him out of town on a horse. With all this history, only the Gunnell House remains in its original location. Blenheim was relocated less than a mile from its location, and the battlefield was overrun with development.

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Editor’s Notebook

Out with the old, in with the new

We don’t talk much about cameras and gear here on The Trackside Photographer. There are several reasons for this, not the least of which is that the internet is awash with reviews and opinions on any type of photographic equipment one can imagine. And the needs of railroad photographers are not highly specialized: we have published work made with everything from large format view cameras to smart phones.

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The Last Dragons

Just before I step out into the unlit hotel hallway, I grab a few packs of Marlboros and stuff them into my bag. My room door is stuck and needs a good, forceful yank to close the latch. I fear every guest has been awoken by the racket, so with soft steps, I walk down the stairs and continue past the police officer sleeping on the lobby sofa, helmet on the short table next to her. As I open the lobby door I am greeted by frigid February air saturated with the sweet, but the harsh smell of burning coal, a smell I had grown to love.

Illuminated by the glow of the trunk light of his Volkswagen, our guide Jun waits for me and my friend and fellow photographer, Todd. Jun will be taking us from our Sandaoling hotel to the last dragons just a few miles away.

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