tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250149272024-03-20T11:06:28.934-07:00Rail ImagesKenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25014927.post-90171149852243804432020-05-20T20:02:00.001-07:002020-05-20T20:23:50.942-07:00A beautiful spring day in the Mojave Desert<br />
On April 18, 2020 I decided I had had enough of this sheltering in place BS and made trip out to the Mojave Desert to spend the day watching trains and wandering. I figured being alone outside in the wide open expanses of the desert was better than sitting around the house. It turned out to be a beautiful day with lots of sunshine and a bit of a breeze.<br />
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My first stop for the day was on a hill looking south where I had a wonderful view of the desert floor covered with green shrubs and wildflowers. I could see trains approaching from East Siberia to the east and coming down grade from Ash Hill (railroad west).<br />
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A westbound train passes through Siberia<br />
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A westbound train climbing upgrade through Klondike<br />
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As stated above, there were a variety of wildflowers displaying color in patches on the desert floor. Below are some examples of the different flowers in bloom.<br />
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There was one train the must have been at least two miles long or more that made its way up out of Siberia.<br />
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After my time on the hill, I my way toward Amboy. Train traffic kept rolling along the BNSF Needles subdivision. I tried to capture a couple different angles from the ones I normally shoot.<br />
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A few final shots form the beginning of my journey home:<br />
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All in all, it was great to get outdoors and enjoy the spring time beauty of the desert.Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25014927.post-9807421532034547732019-12-07T17:24:00.000-08:002019-12-07T17:24:56.745-08:00Lights on Roy's Motel Cafe road signIt's been years since I've posted here. However, I thought it was a good time to take a road trip to Amboy, CA after learning the news of the road sign at Roy's Motel & Cafe had been refurbished and lit up again after more than 30 years. I have often stopped by Roy's on my journeys out along the BNSF Needles subdivision. Back in March of 2010 I stopped by to shoot some night images at Roy's under the light of the moon.<br />
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It was great seeing the road sign lit up. <br />
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Another view of the sign from one of the cottages:<br />
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One last view of the sign<br />
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It was great to see this sign lit up. It will be great to see what the owner does to get the place refurbished.Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.com0Amboy, CA 92304, USA34.5577721 -115.744441100000029.0357376000000009 -157.05303510000002 60.0798066 -74.435847100000018tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25014927.post-39446190267826646412010-07-20T20:11:00.000-07:002010-07-21T14:44:49.824-07:00An Afternoon in the Mojave DesertIt's been a long time since my last post. I've been more involved with my flickr account. However, last Thrusday (July 15, 2010) I noticed the build up of thunder clouds in the east while I was at my daughter swim lessons and decided that there could be some great opportunities to capture some storm action. I took off and made my way up through Cajon Pass where I made a stop to look for a different view of a place I used to spend so much time.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdqXh4Uk6YIwG1GTYpUGHij47GlIHF5bY0cb3xOxsmIytfOjHWBHR2TyeBHVhfDKSwB-hlyWgJbHcQsVHh_xNhvOuJjGQsWfDxg2EOfXfiahZsyo1XsKTBxYW0nV6M85XutOIDsg/s1600/CjnPss01+071510.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdqXh4Uk6YIwG1GTYpUGHij47GlIHF5bY0cb3xOxsmIytfOjHWBHR2TyeBHVhfDKSwB-hlyWgJbHcQsVHh_xNhvOuJjGQsWfDxg2EOfXfiahZsyo1XsKTBxYW0nV6M85XutOIDsg/s320/CjnPss01+071510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496202421316389650" border="0" /></a> I made my way up to the off road vehicle staging area above Summit and found a very nice view of the pass. This first image shows the pass with the clouds forming. The temperatures at this location were in the low to mid-90s.<br /><br />I hung out there for a while and captured a few images of the vegetation that surprisingly still green.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7QJKoq9_RKscWjm9Ecj7my-27IxWK2biVrHXZ2J2VGpAtYURZeW7xflJ6r4iKxMMF4r4NhB2gW3AmVXqFayjMcpkW1kpv1O9-V_v8WwillEEgw9Q1wAZQp5Kljg7IPgvQNYKAbg/s1600/CjnPss05+071510.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7QJKoq9_RKscWjm9Ecj7my-27IxWK2biVrHXZ2J2VGpAtYURZeW7xflJ6r4iKxMMF4r4NhB2gW3AmVXqFayjMcpkW1kpv1O9-V_v8WwillEEgw9Q1wAZQp5Kljg7IPgvQNYKAbg/s320/CjnPss05+071510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496202430482733394" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />A BNSF mixed freight made its way up the pass leading to this different perspective of train traffic.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtm5MpYZ54Tgh-Y0TWxiVVqD7qvoIQCyfh_AHHq3vs4wu8Jwktf9Rami8oa8vDbRECbc3hAqXHOY3DllPWovsSnOqaiF64iFDm7JNwcCxDhur3xs4mPCdO88MkJy5vNpT4ZJvpwQ/s1600/CjnPss14+071510.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 168px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtm5MpYZ54Tgh-Y0TWxiVVqD7qvoIQCyfh_AHHq3vs4wu8Jwktf9Rami8oa8vDbRECbc3hAqXHOY3DllPWovsSnOqaiF64iFDm7JNwcCxDhur3xs4mPCdO88MkJy5vNpT4ZJvpwQ/s320/CjnPss14+071510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496202456385599314" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />After the train passed by, it was time to continue the journey into the Mojave Desert. My route took me along the surface streets leading to Hesperia and into Victorville. I jumped on I-15 and headed toward Barstow.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaEoFIrP8L9Y5WFaZtMaYRM1eDUqSzN39oiIXaa2IAzcl2X_EkN2CA9c6pGxIEClLwCha12NsJ3wq4oKnDV1Opddbzs1igV34JKglpq7BxrqC9dQyB1mVWhX-p1g5GsoiST0IODg/s1600/Strm001+071510.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaEoFIrP8L9Y5WFaZtMaYRM1eDUqSzN39oiIXaa2IAzcl2X_EkN2CA9c6pGxIEClLwCha12NsJ3wq4oKnDV1Opddbzs1igV34JKglpq7BxrqC9dQyB1mVWhX-p1g5GsoiST0IODg/s320/Strm001+071510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496202462227397714" border="0" /></a> The storms along the highway were beginning to dump scattered rain showers in the distance, so I pulled over at a couple different locations to photograph the action.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAh3vGoy2HAV86V1JectHNjT30jiTdfDgt-gZnQYmnUlmyR4_XMD9coakdPF_Rwm6Bk_QSPN_RCKRDn4g6X7O5hok0DaZCEtPLHpi4bvnVv_lt3i-tInFeSSIoUmagg2WTU8YZJA/s1600/Strm009+071510.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAh3vGoy2HAV86V1JectHNjT30jiTdfDgt-gZnQYmnUlmyR4_XMD9coakdPF_Rwm6Bk_QSPN_RCKRDn4g6X7O5hok0DaZCEtPLHpi4bvnVv_lt3i-tInFeSSIoUmagg2WTU8YZJA/s320/Strm009+071510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496204341549986882" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I continued past Barstow and got of the interstate just past the Marine Corps Logistic base east of Barstow and made my way toward Daggett. The lights of a westbound train appeared in the distance, so I pulled over to set up for a few images with the approaching storms to add some drama. The train came to a stop, which meant I had time to wait. The train got its light to continue to Barstow, and it was time to get some images.<br /><br />This first image seems to give a better perspective to the size of the storms in relation to the train.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS5m-nsfMMJtuDzguJCZBmfQnKTiLvTTthnM26AuWrEfB4FuGXBcEioSYgD6d2YZkDeUcSrAtslqqI8yBeR8dsVAKDoTFLlC1SF_Fm8HZgFrXNnDaSRwjowP_61Wzvp8ZXEqB31w/s1600/BNSF+7531a+071510.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS5m-nsfMMJtuDzguJCZBmfQnKTiLvTTthnM26AuWrEfB4FuGXBcEioSYgD6d2YZkDeUcSrAtslqqI8yBeR8dsVAKDoTFLlC1SF_Fm8HZgFrXNnDaSRwjowP_61Wzvp8ZXEqB31w/s320/BNSF+7531a+071510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496204351057115842" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The train approaches my location and passes me by with the storm clouds making their way over Dagget.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUQQ7WDz02kP8VkeCpHuD9uzfaf43ppCnjBS6m2mD5W2W6tk_3S4TphbPgaRIQXo7YjotB1a533uDeJ1Lbb91aZFF5aR3vuvthbdyuY1FpVmnSPQ2KuN_cSZSoXzl_5DrKTQIgSQ/s1600/BNSF+7531c+071510.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUQQ7WDz02kP8VkeCpHuD9uzfaf43ppCnjBS6m2mD5W2W6tk_3S4TphbPgaRIQXo7YjotB1a533uDeJ1Lbb91aZFF5aR3vuvthbdyuY1FpVmnSPQ2KuN_cSZSoXzl_5DrKTQIgSQ/s320/BNSF+7531c+071510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496204352368448722" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Continuing along Santa Fe St., I came to a set of signals by the grade crossing for Hidden Springs Rd. and decided to get a few images from this location.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhadqInbcli_D_BtGqKvW1tGm23Adk_kqJ5nDwIK-rCnh5cIYHl24h7ZoxE1rJiS0VwzFE1nmig_4zW5MdcAOmP1JTOweCaJZC0y1Ji_NoFMuY5fGRWf9W_ZkfUgBGPN-yBF_RFYQ/s1600/Strm013+071510.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhadqInbcli_D_BtGqKvW1tGm23Adk_kqJ5nDwIK-rCnh5cIYHl24h7ZoxE1rJiS0VwzFE1nmig_4zW5MdcAOmP1JTOweCaJZC0y1Ji_NoFMuY5fGRWf9W_ZkfUgBGPN-yBF_RFYQ/s320/Strm013+071510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496206203340692578" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The storms were growing and I got a few more images along National Trails Highway (historic Route 66). This black and white image shows the storm clouds over I-40.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqAIDrD6HRxmow_8o1b_0HrOUu2cmBZBHOqimsnehzTnXeSGjL53ASA_BKhzhGLwyyEFhtrAbW1ZcisUv1q8vhuKkP6CC2pT1f3C9hYgqo1zw2Zod_vxd-62ZwGq-eEN4DnYR6Hg/s1600/Strm016+bw+071510.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqAIDrD6HRxmow_8o1b_0HrOUu2cmBZBHOqimsnehzTnXeSGjL53ASA_BKhzhGLwyyEFhtrAbW1ZcisUv1q8vhuKkP6CC2pT1f3C9hYgqo1zw2Zod_vxd-62ZwGq-eEN4DnYR6Hg/s320/Strm016+bw+071510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496206205927854146" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />At one of my favorite spots led to a image of the mother road under stormy skies.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcnc7JX0qmjCBAVwpH3IBVmUvGhlCp-yJUqQPeMeNXEnbN-oFeY6u1WYeSWxWlDKHHO5yqClOx5-G0gkqDGoZ0kdJ2xi1i4tKoNxBg0wtMItO-6-MdCyYz5hH1XMiJpiBhPzApyw/s1600/Strm017+071510.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcnc7JX0qmjCBAVwpH3IBVmUvGhlCp-yJUqQPeMeNXEnbN-oFeY6u1WYeSWxWlDKHHO5yqClOx5-G0gkqDGoZ0kdJ2xi1i4tKoNxBg0wtMItO-6-MdCyYz5hH1XMiJpiBhPzApyw/s320/Strm017+071510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496206233239874450" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I continued along Route 66 past Newberry Springs but decided that it might be a good idea to make my way toward home given the time and what appeared to be less storm activity eastward. I jumped back on I-40.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLLxQk09cCe0NpEHdFSffmKk2TbTrZfoS4lhoeDjUiWFbn6FTEPnlkMt3RVkQTYQT7gh35UTZHHpA_eWlSdv5_8SOTyaFztogWd5l9B8T9zq_PjQf3hj1ioHwpWmflxq-TpgKZZg/s1600/Strm018+071510.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLLxQk09cCe0NpEHdFSffmKk2TbTrZfoS4lhoeDjUiWFbn6FTEPnlkMt3RVkQTYQT7gh35UTZHHpA_eWlSdv5_8SOTyaFztogWd5l9B8T9zq_PjQf3hj1ioHwpWmflxq-TpgKZZg/s320/Strm018+071510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496206235188295890" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I decided to get off at National Trails Highway at Newberry Springs to get some images of the storm clouds over the hill in the area.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnSKtLtBiJ24pG4_bmpMDlpTrRGOivzSX1RcXtYlz1t8ZB6z-8IOdvaU2MmG3FDxx1o__fA_JS6yF5TecPKBGotinztvXgpa0gj1PLpYBKRmlWfVMwFXWIXnPvl6sG9672asP7nA/s1600/Strm022+071510.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnSKtLtBiJ24pG4_bmpMDlpTrRGOivzSX1RcXtYlz1t8ZB6z-8IOdvaU2MmG3FDxx1o__fA_JS6yF5TecPKBGotinztvXgpa0gj1PLpYBKRmlWfVMwFXWIXnPvl6sG9672asP7nA/s320/Strm022+071510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496206238917564578" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Making my way back toward Daggett after capturing my images at Newberry Springs, some irrigation lines that were in an alfalfa field(?) caught my attention.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrojhubYTghm9vhVg18yHj_gOp4zQGz2Bs3UsKq_L7m53jBRW9RWcz93AMHqYjxRcLrZ-XRDfx9trazHOZ7qzS96fB75d_qVCsn97jC946yCzP4jNq6DzQ_OrHRaf16ICDNm2weQ/s1600/irrgtn01+bw+071510.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrojhubYTghm9vhVg18yHj_gOp4zQGz2Bs3UsKq_L7m53jBRW9RWcz93AMHqYjxRcLrZ-XRDfx9trazHOZ7qzS96fB75d_qVCsn97jC946yCzP4jNq6DzQ_OrHRaf16ICDNm2weQ/s320/irrgtn01+bw+071510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496208294538347378" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHXQFJ887AE1_TzjwQGD7lNhJIxZ4I7cCrDCh3jO4DSeWQub2aoXRxcfhyphenhyphencF1OgIG5MpM6wE6a63Cwa5vNx7BHN46q_KAvV02WLrZ-fxlPC1IX-x9NSlTz1F2uDfFJK4c0ltGAMQ/s1600/irrgtn05+071510.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHXQFJ887AE1_TzjwQGD7lNhJIxZ4I7cCrDCh3jO4DSeWQub2aoXRxcfhyphenhyphencF1OgIG5MpM6wE6a63Cwa5vNx7BHN46q_KAvV02WLrZ-fxlPC1IX-x9NSlTz1F2uDfFJK4c0ltGAMQ/s320/irrgtn05+071510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496208297540179154" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Continuing on along Santa Fe St., I came to the signals where the train I photographed earlier had stopped. They were lit and seemed to be begging for a picture. :-)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisu1zdc1g8zLyN0OrVSmCe9spVxQfuNcARTrRe2ZY7bhr3uYowkTVmT1Rg_n7KhDO5WAEV4F1CylznZl2D8WxtNzfRqHL8KW_F7O8uMAcXnC_-2CG8HRESexXAikM9n2X1Iu7F7g/s1600/Strm026+071510.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisu1zdc1g8zLyN0OrVSmCe9spVxQfuNcARTrRe2ZY7bhr3uYowkTVmT1Rg_n7KhDO5WAEV4F1CylznZl2D8WxtNzfRqHL8KW_F7O8uMAcXnC_-2CG8HRESexXAikM9n2X1Iu7F7g/s320/Strm026+071510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496208299498764274" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Continuing on after capturing the images of the signals brought me back on to historic Route 66 where I decided to set up for a train shot since the signals seemed to indicate something would be coming along soon. I was not disappointed. Two eastbound trains came out of Barstow.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuZsNoyqgu91o_GqfI4ttATbCgrq-qZrC1YVs9h6z5EBvXCydfBbIc3IelTaAU4lmBL7dDBOwdpDQccSCg2i2NBOJOKn1ZcJ_XIrjETTg-OxUIa-IpuYib5rP61na7Qe6YxJJ6vw/s1600/BNSF+627c+071510.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuZsNoyqgu91o_GqfI4ttATbCgrq-qZrC1YVs9h6z5EBvXCydfBbIc3IelTaAU4lmBL7dDBOwdpDQccSCg2i2NBOJOKn1ZcJ_XIrjETTg-OxUIa-IpuYib5rP61na7Qe6YxJJ6vw/s320/BNSF+627c+071510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496208306625004898" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQZtDVJzLYITKh13w0alaJvCfmayUUpvqxo6gHQ1pPT0NdJYv2r7iuxTdtRALMopYOzK3NH7OHZ-oiD3qN1eqPA6DAm-RvGb5mUQWWWrRBnmtNU9ab3qmvoj7fZ3WFTJD8Pd1uAA/s1600/BNSF+627d+bw+071510.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQZtDVJzLYITKh13w0alaJvCfmayUUpvqxo6gHQ1pPT0NdJYv2r7iuxTdtRALMopYOzK3NH7OHZ-oiD3qN1eqPA6DAm-RvGb5mUQWWWrRBnmtNU9ab3qmvoj7fZ3WFTJD8Pd1uAA/s320/BNSF+627d+bw+071510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496209445401871506" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6W2SFhEKAo5pkkFmh0lKWiwIVP-okls_rrSxWxIdJrJTE24tH5bG50bV9ugATn-tmX6WQyy_jaOVms4oiUMQoWXe9frCwX-94xFveF8kHCX1UOI8VYISz9hUi-6b3leBoNFVyIg/s1600/BNSF+7226f+071510.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6W2SFhEKAo5pkkFmh0lKWiwIVP-okls_rrSxWxIdJrJTE24tH5bG50bV9ugATn-tmX6WQyy_jaOVms4oiUMQoWXe9frCwX-94xFveF8kHCX1UOI8VYISz9hUi-6b3leBoNFVyIg/s320/BNSF+7226f+071510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496209446975285186" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />After stopping for gas in Barstow, I got on I-15 and continued my trek home.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMcAxfePJwCGV-F9JEHDI8oy063E-2OISLzbLBqRjG8ELWuIpEwmJ2oAI-cSKjIXw7XRfQFScGOM-RqpnbGspXXfyXaYR53bAPipKi9DZiGaYB8ETPGJ4WqUjzuQ_ZlgfbSWBKPw/s1600/Strm061+bw+071510.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMcAxfePJwCGV-F9JEHDI8oy063E-2OISLzbLBqRjG8ELWuIpEwmJ2oAI-cSKjIXw7XRfQFScGOM-RqpnbGspXXfyXaYR53bAPipKi9DZiGaYB8ETPGJ4WqUjzuQ_ZlgfbSWBKPw/s320/Strm061+bw+071510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496209455802015538" border="0" /></a> The storm activity was quite active along the way which prompted me to get off at Hodge Rd. to find a somewhat remote looking location to photograph the activity.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Retracing my route through Victorville and Hesperia led me back to Cajon Summit where I was greeted with this beautiful sunset and, as luck would have it, a train heading down the tracks.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Nze8FZsrZSCV44V8vNFDvcqiyVj_X3sxI5hm-DftznoN_lQ2pasY_bfeaUXu5GJdoeXAA0dlK_SbHyi4zO9mvv7ljTEGbAZnok4hesvcleWS1qdNTc5FSJrODhVF26cS2WTVBw/s1600/CjnPss21+071510.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Nze8FZsrZSCV44V8vNFDvcqiyVj_X3sxI5hm-DftznoN_lQ2pasY_bfeaUXu5GJdoeXAA0dlK_SbHyi4zO9mvv7ljTEGbAZnok4hesvcleWS1qdNTc5FSJrODhVF26cS2WTVBw/s320/CjnPss21+071510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496209462339594770" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />It was a fun day with the excitement of the thunder storms. There were a lot of lightning strikes and claps of thunder to enjoy. I only wish I could have captured a lightning bolt or two in my images.<br /><br />Thanks for stopping by and looking. I hope you enjoyed the report.<br /><br />KenKenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25014927.post-13552144921994410712009-08-02T22:15:00.000-07:002009-08-02T22:54:15.933-07:00UP Heritage ChaseOn Saturday August 1st, I made my way up to Cajon Pass to see if I could catch the Union Pacific KG1LA train which was being led by three of their special paint scheme units: UP 1983, the Western Pacific heritage unit; UP 1996, the Southern Pacific heritage unit; and UP 2002, one of the Olympic torch units for the 2002 winter Olympics in Salt Lake City. I was able to catch four BNSF trains before another rail fan I know pulled up behind me. I found out that the train I was waiting for was not far away.<br /><br />This firs image shows the train as it passes through the cut below Summit.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrT2xq61D4u7cingPJFaANyrc_oQINUul_SvQxD-5fweQe69stqJARLGJcJEPGI9FASqR3WJSrW8IpiyUi4l2_W7I-0XFnA2saGiFJ3g57eCO08aTrNpo0Eo46Zfli8OhBwNMcHQ/s1600-h/UP+19983-05b+080109.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrT2xq61D4u7cingPJFaANyrc_oQINUul_SvQxD-5fweQe69stqJARLGJcJEPGI9FASqR3WJSrW8IpiyUi4l2_W7I-0XFnA2saGiFJ3g57eCO08aTrNpo0Eo46Zfli8OhBwNMcHQ/s320/UP+19983-05b+080109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365609940464965138" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />After capturing my images there, I made my way to my next location. I had to see which set of tracks the train was on in order to make my decision on my next location. I saw that the train had crossed over from the BNSF tracks the UP <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQOE8WgdbU_hUxo-ABGbQfUxdAoCJz7z-o3e4HhnSZL_0P7nFLhJHm6Al6D4Zvt-dw3rOyPoyxeWDs4q2rwkhtQZESdiRlBB3g7mdRpeq90Mk0SZN_ggFw5xmZCJ1CwX5Mo61sdQ/s1600-h/UP+19983-09b+080109.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQOE8WgdbU_hUxo-ABGbQfUxdAoCJz7z-o3e4HhnSZL_0P7nFLhJHm6Al6D4Zvt-dw3rOyPoyxeWDs4q2rwkhtQZESdiRlBB3g7mdRpeq90Mk0SZN_ggFw5xmZCJ1CwX5Mo61sdQ/s320/UP+19983-09b+080109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365609946827761410" border="0" /></a>tracks (the Palmdale cut-off). I headed for Mormon Rocks. As I passed over the BNSF track at Pine Lodge, I saw several people set up for wonderful angles to catch the train on the BNSF mains. They guessed wrong. Other were set up where they could make quick adjustments in their choice of angle. This second group made the wiser choice. I turned off to set up for my shot trying to position myself so would have minimal impact on the other photographer on the other side of the highway. This image is one of my captures as the train crosses Cajon wash.<br /><br /><br />On to the next location--Swarthout Canyon Rd. When I arrived at the grade crossing for the BNSF tracks, I was greeted by malfunctioning crossing gates. I knew they were malfunctioning since there were no westbound trains between this location and Summit and no sound of an eastbound working hard up the pass. To be sure of the eastbound issue, I turned around and drove down Cajon Blvd. to eye ball the tracks. They were clear, so I turne<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDlQOsy1pLmuhefEkK4IWYKLIU08po3u5n6X4kcumVanzfbthMZf-WtoiGFNsNyusmLBsUzgOytUWm_-sodqYlin5gclaNyA0a2mQIZjR2Yo9ALdO6y-dMsePBbIXWsGZsFP9jZg/s1600-h/UP+19983-18+080109.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDlQOsy1pLmuhefEkK4IWYKLIU08po3u5n6X4kcumVanzfbthMZf-WtoiGFNsNyusmLBsUzgOytUWm_-sodqYlin5gclaNyA0a2mQIZjR2Yo9ALdO6y-dMsePBbIXWsGZsFP9jZg/s320/UP+19983-18+080109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365609952396538850" border="0" /></a>d around and made my way up to the location along the UP tracks. There were quite a few photographers on the hill I was thinking of at first which caused me to rethink my choice of shot. I decided to use my 70mm to 200mm lens since I went with my wide angle the previous two locations. I tried to position myself to the side again to minimize my interference in the others images. There was a delay in the arrival of the train due to a northbound train coming up the tracks. This allowed me to make a few test shot for the angle I chose. After the train passed, there was a bit of a wait. Finally, just as the train was about to arrive, a person came driving up along the tracks, and I was sure I was going to miss my shots with his truck driving by between me and the train. As it worked out, he decided to stop just before entering my frame. Now I had to worry about the dust cloud that he kicked up and was drifting across my view. I am pleased with the resulting image.<br /><br /><br />My last location was Pepper Ave. where the train would come off the Palmdale cut-off and on to the Alhambra sub as it approached West Colton. When I arrived o<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmc7021v2rxbaAYRg7k3lqDyAItR9vhcqrsjpd0_NWm7f_pqp4iJTx8yd-wEOZe0ny5WLwSqiok_omHzZPygk2YIqJieHECKMkobIMBuS5uPJuVKOZ3PbCeFZz25F5cgXb_vP8yQ/s1600-h/UP+19983-33+080109.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmc7021v2rxbaAYRg7k3lqDyAItR9vhcqrsjpd0_NWm7f_pqp4iJTx8yd-wEOZe0ny5WLwSqiok_omHzZPygk2YIqJieHECKMkobIMBuS5uPJuVKOZ3PbCeFZz25F5cgXb_vP8yQ/s320/UP+19983-33+080109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365609955701166050" border="0" /></a>n the scene, there were a lot more people waiting. I don't think I have ever seen this location with so many photographers. I like the view in this image and was pleased with the result.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />One last image shows some of the photographers at Pepper Ave. as the train continued along the tracks.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqDbdaaR07JlbcakHwRgTaIoCRmLhGQAAhZaCFEto8atdjW9Kx7zjZfaeaX-AJdNdgt4r_ESHEveu3hMB4s6eERKykmwo6o43RJO8jZNRwcrjykeO_0fOyJbvxRGOQEZf-IS0o5Q/s1600-h/RailFotogs01+080109.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqDbdaaR07JlbcakHwRgTaIoCRmLhGQAAhZaCFEto8atdjW9Kx7zjZfaeaX-AJdNdgt4r_ESHEveu3hMB4s6eERKykmwo6o43RJO8jZNRwcrjykeO_0fOyJbvxRGOQEZf-IS0o5Q/s320/RailFotogs01+080109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365609957554231890" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Thanks for stopping by and looking<br /><br />KenKenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25014927.post-63479913314886455392009-05-30T16:27:00.000-07:002009-05-30T16:55:02.284-07:00Going through my ArchivesIt's been a long while since I've posted anything, so I thought I'd share a few images that I dug up from my archives.<br /><br />First up is an image I took just after I had purchased my first "L" series lenses. This was taken south of the old Colton yard in March of 2006. UP 2774 is tied down for the day.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8LsWrdsWvbK93Rs8e2x-HnbmvPQIgYwR5za7JJyoK5wnFlpfypcyCFp9hFL_zWoY3H3ps0jOwE-EY74HYGfiEx6yI0xjgrCkJ84NOu6Hp4spf0suToRPENn3mFbuDHYBu_FalSA/s1600-h/UP+2774+031406.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8LsWrdsWvbK93Rs8e2x-HnbmvPQIgYwR5za7JJyoK5wnFlpfypcyCFp9hFL_zWoY3H3ps0jOwE-EY74HYGfiEx6yI0xjgrCkJ84NOu6Hp4spf0suToRPENn3mFbuDHYBu_FalSA/s320/UP+2774+031406.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341765650475647058" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />October 2006 is the month for the next three images:<br /><br />The moon rose over the old cabooses that were parked on the siding track at Fullerton. I captured this image with my 70mm to 200mm f/4L lens on October 6, 2006.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV4ojY5-fnMqcZICBnD6BlgWpkzpIbqX16M7-AkRMSwjXADTNXQdUAFH-8BMp3j8rzvraGjeR7Eo9PRJDtP86Maite2_si2PQ9CAF6u4h-r4VpuWLScQLpEVZt-SjoBlPUnGmUvA/s1600-h/Moon03+100606.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV4ojY5-fnMqcZICBnD6BlgWpkzpIbqX16M7-AkRMSwjXADTNXQdUAFH-8BMp3j8rzvraGjeR7Eo9PRJDtP86Maite2_si2PQ9CAF6u4h-r4VpuWLScQLpEVZt-SjoBlPUnGmUvA/s320/Moon03+100606.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341765647167618466" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />On October 29, 2006, several of us took a day trip out along the BNSF Needles Subdivision. We were fortunate enough to catch the Arizona and California <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcmQRGf0wZPTigVbia93kXZCFF5nvTme84RChyphenhyphenTfuvl5UIyRyPV0OTMFQprefSuwJuodz0FGYju6G2UbgAtU7RZ4SE70tlbXEDYxr5UVlWhE3l4hr8wMr_cLGZvSmaDGbNOco2rA/s1600-h/ARZC+3894_15v2+102906.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcmQRGf0wZPTigVbia93kXZCFF5nvTme84RChyphenhyphenTfuvl5UIyRyPV0OTMFQprefSuwJuodz0FGYju6G2UbgAtU7RZ4SE70tlbXEDYxr5UVlWhE3l4hr8wMr_cLGZvSmaDGbNOco2rA/s320/ARZC+3894_15v2+102906.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341765653952736786" border="0" /></a>Railroad working the interchange at Cadiz. After hooking up to the string of loads that BNSF had sent out from Barstow, ARZC 3894 is set to head back to Parker, AZ.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This last image is of the BNSF power that delivered the set of load to the Arizona and California. The powere set is getting moving down the tracks to allow the ARZC power to come out on to the interchange track and shove back to the cars in the distance. BNSF 8600 would then shove up the ARZC tracks to hook up to the set of cars that the Arizona and California brought to interchange. It was a great day and moment to witness the two railroads at work.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmdS2dx_7P_bVH5h-cc1PB8hRrEJ9Xak5ckHzXW3hKJ9dnJh1rUbYA9TD4SbB0dCKSXkOvCEzQr2jPlhC_v69QlXlmY0ls1lCu-XfMJsJ0NEWBcbh4A_V0b0xY-D4QJN2iycX2HQ/s1600-h/BNSF+8600_06+102906.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmdS2dx_7P_bVH5h-cc1PB8hRrEJ9Xak5ckHzXW3hKJ9dnJh1rUbYA9TD4SbB0dCKSXkOvCEzQr2jPlhC_v69QlXlmY0ls1lCu-XfMJsJ0NEWBcbh4A_V0b0xY-D4QJN2iycX2HQ/s320/BNSF+8600_06+102906.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341765656817041346" border="0" /></a>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25014927.post-82220744137097367702008-12-30T19:11:00.000-08:002008-12-30T19:21:15.483-08:00Favorite Rail Images from 2008With 2008 drawing to a close, I put together a slide show of some of my favorite images from my adventures along the rails during the year. The show is around 15 minute long and is chronological in order through the year. You might h<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha9sASV9haQvrusMhmf2mNg-N2ULayOTGlfyYJEBHRp_3G4CQbO_-_9knTfaHaZ57uRp2CB8bXvM6axg54LAkpRDNbQ7_1vSUDA6lhpOslzj1GOxeJo2ibYYjQo3poJHUVKnXiRg/s1600-h/BNSF+563d+030108.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha9sASV9haQvrusMhmf2mNg-N2ULayOTGlfyYJEBHRp_3G4CQbO_-_9knTfaHaZ57uRp2CB8bXvM6axg54LAkpRDNbQ7_1vSUDA6lhpOslzj1GOxeJo2ibYYjQo3poJHUVKnXiRg/s320/BNSF+563d+030108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285788624590367394" border="0" /></a>ave to down load an updated version of the free presenter software in order to view the show. The software is windows based. I hope you enjoy the <a href="http://www.photodex.com/sharing/viewshow.html?fl=3064257&alb=0">show</a>.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I want to wish everyone the best for 2009.<br /><br />KenKenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25014927.post-48253452969353263692008-12-23T21:32:00.000-08:002008-12-30T18:02:40.854-08:00December Snow in CajonDuring the week of December 15, 2008, two winter storms passed through southern California binging snow levels down low and causing the closures of the main passes in and out of the Los Angeles basin. Cajon Pass is one of those passes. On December 18th, my wife and I made a trip up to Cajon to see what we could find in the way of train traffic and opportunities for photography in the snow. Samantha was in school, so it was some time for us. The traffic was not too bad until we got about a mile past Kenwood Ave. on I-15. The traffic slowed to a crawl. Apparently the off ramp for SR 138 was back up due to the heavy volume of skiers headed for Wrightwood. According to the radio traffic reports and<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMpSxGP6iV6h_Cy_YmRJlHcskGIs5FibHTJYl6P9xq99fV9qtgppn0Wnu8EMXXrRgoyMjSWhU-kRYOT2bvDfEx2KoKCJ_G5-RcboMZuG-yp8PPqSOPWyy3rJ0rnwfBePa_Ef2Fzw/s1600-h/BNSF+4051l+121808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMpSxGP6iV6h_Cy_YmRJlHcskGIs5FibHTJYl6P9xq99fV9qtgppn0Wnu8EMXXrRgoyMjSWhU-kRYOT2bvDfEx2KoKCJ_G5-RcboMZuG-yp8PPqSOPWyy3rJ0rnwfBePa_Ef2Fzw/s320/BNSF+4051l+121808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283231673518536834" border="0" /></a> the information signs on the freeway, chains were required for all vehicles on SR 138, and we didn't have any. We were able to get off the freeway at Cleghorn Rd. where we found a westbound BNSF train sitting at Cajon Jct. We stopped there and joined up with the other half dozen or so rail fans, who were getting their pictures of the stationary train. It sat there for a while, and the crew watched two eastbound trains pass by on track 1 before they were gived permission to continue down the pass on track 2. This image shows BNSF 4051 after it got permission to head down the pass.<br /><br /><br />We saw several trains in the couple hours we spent in the area, but we decided to head back to Upland to pick up our daughter from school. We had a good time together.<br /><br /><br />On Saturday, December 20th, we made a family trip back up to Cajon. This time were were abel to head up SR 138 and up on some of the dirt roads leading to the tracks. We spent some time in the snow near the tracks at Dell, along Power Line Rd. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr68YRZN3a0HQ7jGwebpSHU6aRSvaLsFPSRsSgG4m4q7pciyYXxosGGzt5w_B-_9AfSFwlzM_BgNp6JglyEitooERD4gOGY5MbqEL5qwcuHNPQJx2jsA0lsd-I6lG7b2X1kA7pmw/s1600-h/UP+5397b+BW+122008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr68YRZN3a0HQ7jGwebpSHU6aRSvaLsFPSRsSgG4m4q7pciyYXxosGGzt5w_B-_9AfSFwlzM_BgNp6JglyEitooERD4gOGY5MbqEL5qwcuHNPQJx2jsA0lsd-I6lG7b2X1kA7pmw/s320/UP+5397b+BW+122008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283231679354113778" border="0" /></a>Samantha had fun throwing snow balls at mom and making snow angels and snow penguins. There were a lot of people in the area. Many of them were rail fans, and ohters were out to play in the snow. We were amazed at how much snow was still on the ground after two days of sunshine. It helped that the temperatures were lower than normal. In this image, a Union Pacific manifest makes its way down the Mojave Sub.<br /><br /><br />After a while, we moved up to the pull over area at Summit along SR 138. It was a parking lot up there. I don't remember the last time I saw so many rail fans in one spot except for a steam train. We spent about an hour at this location and cau<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_JvSptKjuePg225nYy21_FT145KDBF9A2D4F7ibx-GAWMwYVv8U3ZJylFkpZkKKuzSLErnZ0WnHueswBWAyaqBHmOUIfjqf6GT9CmQzktXZyqc8Z4-iekhp3Nq_KnUUGuIJxHhw/s1600-h/BNSF+7599a+122008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_JvSptKjuePg225nYy21_FT145KDBF9A2D4F7ibx-GAWMwYVv8U3ZJylFkpZkKKuzSLErnZ0WnHueswBWAyaqBHmOUIfjqf6GT9CmQzktXZyqc8Z4-iekhp3Nq_KnUUGuIJxHhw/s320/BNSF+7599a+122008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283231685713453410" border="0" /></a>ght a few trains. One train was an ethanol train that made its way down track 2. In this image you can see the DPUs of the ethanol train as it disappears around the curve.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We had a great time up in the pass. It was fun to get up in the snow, which is not that common for us. More images from these two trips to the pass can be seen in the slide show or at my <a href="http://outdoors.webshots.com/album/569345093tLpzcT">webshots album</a>.<br /><br /><embed src="http://p.webshots.com/flash/smallslideshow.swf" flashvars="playList=http%3A%2F%2Fcommunity.webshots.com%2Fslideshow%2Fmeta%2F569345093tLpzcT%3Finline%3Dtrue&inlineUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fcommunity.webshots.com%2FinlinePhoto%3FalbumId%3D569345093%26src%3Ds%26referPage%3Dhttp%3A%2F%2Foutdoors.webshots.com%2Fslideshow%2F569345093tLpzcT&postRollContent=http%3A%2F%2Fp.webshots.com%2Fflash%2Fws_postroll.swf&shareUrl=http%3A%2F%2Foutdoors.webshots.com%2Fslideshow%2F569345093tLpzcT&audio=on&audioVolume=33&autoPlay=false&transitionSpeed=5&startIndex=0&panzoom=on&deployed=true" menu="false" quality="best" name="WebshotsSlideshowPlayer" base="http%3A%2F%2Fp.webshots.com%2Fflash%2F" wmode="opaque" allowscriptaccess="always" loop="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http%3A%2F%2Fwww.macromedia.com%2Fgo%2Fgetflashplayer" width="425" height="384"></embed><br /><br /><a href="http://outdoors.webshots.com/album/569345093tLpzcT">December Snow in Cajon Pass</a>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25014927.post-22890044920812523922008-09-28T08:48:00.000-07:002008-09-28T10:01:36.729-07:00Sunday Morning @ Calafia Beach<span style="font-family:verdana;">Sunday, September 21, 2008<br /><br />After dropping my wife off at her hospital site for her current phase in her nursing program, my daughter and I made our way down to Calafia Beach in San Clemente to find a spot to catch the special run </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">of the American Association of Private Railroad Car Owners (AAPRCO) </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">convention train on its way down to San </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">Diego. The AAPRCO train was being led by A</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">TSF 3751, a former Atchison Topeka & Santa Fe steam locomotive. This woud be the second run of this restored locomotive to San Diego this year. Before this year, this wonderful old steam engine had not run on t</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">hese tracks for more than fifty years, when it was a regular pulling trains to and from San Diego. ATSF 3751 was restored and is </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">maintained by the </span><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://sbrhs.org/">San Bernardino Railroad and Historical Society</a><span style="font-family:verdana;">. </span> <span style="font-family:verdana;">It was very overcast and gray when we arrived at the beach. Not the best conditions for photography, but you take what is given to you and make it wo</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">rk. We parked and</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFx_Y4CuJPOhisnJPzGS9ootIFLNBaaJAnszH8pdcmJuJeDqmSEb1WNsEl5WPkEhbCw5mlvTZYygGhQz-rQ089zJ6ygfZImg5RHSt7FWNr2mlDyOmJRE40yy7Oe0niIplrjXxBvQ/s1600-h/SepSurfr003+092108.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFx_Y4CuJPOhisnJPzGS9ootIFLNBaaJAnszH8pdcmJuJeDqmSEb1WNsEl5WPkEhbCw5mlvTZYygGhQz-rQ089zJ6ygfZImg5RHSt7FWNr2mlDyOmJRE40yy7Oe0niIplrjXxBvQ/s320/SepSurfr003+092108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251106353812035026" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"> made our way along the bluffs to claim our spot for the capturing ima</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">ges of the</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> train. We were there pleny early, so we ejoyed watchin</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">g the surfers in action.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br />Bodysurfers were active too.</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY6BQo4l62iZX_Uloo09hj0t0FUQs0py-RafI5XR2b0CzUlO6tmKVbS3E350wZOipvgU-f6IOYBgrqURxx1PKA30oRYUou_ZuOKwUXZer247xbXeE8DFLMNz_FaRHQlCAuEt1jTw/s1600-h/SepSurfr007+092108.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY6BQo4l62iZX_Uloo09hj0t0FUQs0py-RafI5XR2b0CzUlO6tmKVbS3E350wZOipvgU-f6IOYBgrqURxx1PKA30oRYUou_ZuOKwUXZer247xbXeE8DFLMNz_FaRHQlCAuEt1jTw/s320/SepSurfr007+092108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251106358771749074" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />Passing Surfliners provided a chance to practice for the arrival of the AAPRCO train. Northbound train 565 p</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">asses by our location.</span> <a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUTLfORU9a6yMO2Lh0JfLDd4JrA8Rj6JWd34ukIj5sidb-vAY2x_T-h9fHrlcGSnaFAVdGR8j25LLVUlkHHKvHlT-MomHdBml-BYC-xeZit7AsOjKlVE0WxDN__EyHNCDLnFU7AQ/s1600-h/AMTK+455c+092108.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUTLfORU9a6yMO2Lh0JfLDd4JrA8Rj6JWd34ukIj5sidb-vAY2x_T-h9fHrlcGSnaFAVdGR8j25LLVUlkHHKvHlT-MomHdBml-BYC-xeZit7AsOjKlVE0WxDN__EyHNCDLnFU7AQ/s320/AMTK+455c+092108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251107996020512370" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /><br /></span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />Not too long after 9:00, we saw the signal light up with a red light indicating the train was approaching our location. A distant headlight appeared and more photographers were racing to g</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">et a spot to capture their images. The train came more into view and be</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">gan to blow its </span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj48QgAtOtiotF_sf1zIt0AYcevDRFlmsGn2gSTnBSOXlUVNYTCh4rmrFzWFKic4Jd6aSmM_-AAC4yDSHTzP6vpiLLqNskDcM0j1fXu3A5g5Y34uqYyCYIWyomYdajoUj3C2HZbqg/s1600-h/ATSF+3751_12a+092108.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj48QgAtOtiotF_sf1zIt0AYcevDRFlmsGn2gSTnBSOXlUVNYTCh4rmrFzWFKic4Jd6aSmM_-AAC4yDSHTzP6vpiLLqNskDcM0j1fXu3A5g5Y34uqYyCYIWyomYdajoUj3C2HZbqg/s320/ATSF+3751_12a+092108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251110914123569778" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">whistle for the pedestrian crossing as </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">people stopped to watch. Many of these people were completely unaware of this special train.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The train passes the signal and was upon o</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">ur location faster that expected with 24 private railroad cars in tow.<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitISDwrI4gjxh8Jj7FX7VzfR8gLXsHSzmJWO-dbpetd58Tn1KMO6DKALBjZV7KAY8knfJyo0ZEgdwPl15PjVQ1y1bJ1SaRhxLQrTaixIzz67DAgtqAGyHcn3jUxlvy9al7qR3HHg/s1600-h/ATSF+3751_23+092108.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitISDwrI4gjxh8Jj7FX7VzfR8gLXsHSzmJWO-dbpetd58Tn1KMO6DKALBjZV7KAY8knfJyo0ZEgdwPl15PjVQ1y1bJ1SaRhxLQrTaixIzz67DAgtqAGyHcn3jUxlvy9al7qR3HHg/s320/ATSF+3751_23+092108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251110918395855298" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />An Amtrak employee was enjoying the view as he watched from the window of the last Amtrak P42.</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy0HJ72bOSU6uA9F8Vo_AVzHZsm8w722n7555XcJA7Z7_uGPAP9_7DxzoxNiyb9C2w9H0Bcv9QEVXojkm8w4oFTxzwn9_HwtdDvdoNFjyxZ6FNuTi9p3pQYb7V6ZmRTWXUpNl5rQ/s1600-h/ATSF+3751_28b+092108.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy0HJ72bOSU6uA9F8Vo_AVzHZsm8w722n7555XcJA7Z7_uGPAP9_7DxzoxNiyb9C2w9H0Bcv9QEVXojkm8w4oFTxzwn9_HwtdDvdoNFjyxZ6FNuTi9p3pQYb7V6ZmRTWXUpNl5rQ/s320/ATSF+3751_28b+092108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251110927736765170" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We went back to the car </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">after the train had passed by and put away the tripod and chairs. We had plenty of time remaining on the parking meter, so we made our way down to the beach to have a little play time. The sea birds were not bothered by our presence and posed for some images. </span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcapr0NGTukomtcUA0Tot0qBYkHSCH2bniqm6rNOSVALtu2_Gll7-Yj59L6z3dy8yRQnOZv3UQXtAiFi_TdIj2JJGXNNTUviTXKLTvvfpO5M278CKNRVFBsCG_31uwEMkaeVTrGA/s1600-h/SeaBrds04+092108.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcapr0NGTukomtcUA0Tot0qBYkHSCH2bniqm6rNOSVALtu2_Gll7-Yj59L6z3dy8yRQnOZv3UQXtAiFi_TdIj2JJGXNNTUviTXKLTvvfpO5M278CKNRVFBsCG_31uwEMkaeVTrGA/s320/SeaBrds04+092108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251114714706646674" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Samantha had her sand bucket and shovel and proceeded to fill the bucket with wet sand. After filling up the bucket, she brought it up to me and left it there. She went back to play in the water as it came in.<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPxrgs6HXWG3ZogGCJlQ5kxb3h1l9kZrQ1dN3vqiRFa6jlwmLM0Mk382PgFZtrukwrKWdsmAx8D-3hxR3ut-eOD_rodee3WycPronNHt_9UT4AgT5HefSJD62V29Dqn1pojijG2A/s1600-h/SmBeach02+092108.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPxrgs6HXWG3ZogGCJlQ5kxb3h1l9kZrQ1dN3vqiRFa6jlwmLM0Mk382PgFZtrukwrKWdsmAx8D-3hxR3ut-eOD_rodee3WycPronNHt_9UT4AgT5HefSJD62V29Dqn1pojijG2A/s320/SmBeach02+092108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251114719073338002" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We were closer to the surf action, so I captured a few more images of the surfers as they made the best of the conditions that were given to them.<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB-BZ-ebjBy3TRyzHKW0AWyxlrLIbik4FSIdPLoOwKEz9da3191UPRwARFyfrfYmC_p-mEvnxCLpfNmSUSLYbsp6hCq0i2ZAURTXpTrRSYHK6FY84wC2_H3sYsJVId23GlgaQCZA/s1600-h/SepSurfr145+092108.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB-BZ-ebjBy3TRyzHKW0AWyxlrLIbik4FSIdPLoOwKEz9da3191UPRwARFyfrfYmC_p-mEvnxCLpfNmSUSLYbsp6hCq0i2ZAURTXpTrRSYHK6FY84wC2_H3sYsJVId23GlgaQCZA/s320/SepSurfr145+092108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251114716710535138" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />One last image as we made our way back to the car. The sun came out making for a nice scene.<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6oIzAeuejGeQhspfqHdDiZXX39WSgbdB18b2fkM4bcHVwo68hl3X87XJ0C1PF5MDqon4Js6zohG4E8VHhwB936CMm2ZmF6ixDlNASQ5AUSBHIoqg_R3Px6awmrjQLm1bejp71Dg/s1600-h/SmBeach07+092108.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6oIzAeuejGeQhspfqHdDiZXX39WSgbdB18b2fkM4bcHVwo68hl3X87XJ0C1PF5MDqon4Js6zohG4E8VHhwB936CMm2ZmF6ixDlNASQ5AUSBHIoqg_R3Px6awmrjQLm1bejp71Dg/s320/SmBeach07+092108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251114722626474386" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />All in all, it was a nice morning away from our home and some memories to boot.<br /><br />Thanks for stopping by.<br /><br />Ken<br /></span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25014927.post-53227612957270741482008-08-07T22:17:00.000-07:002008-08-07T23:51:15.720-07:00Some Free Time in Cajon PassWell, it's been a while since I last posted. I had a busy summer at both of my colleges and did not really have much to share. I am now on a three week break before the fall semester starts at both of my colleges. I made a few trips up to Cajon Pass this week, and I'm sure I'll be back before the break is over. I thought I'd share a few images from my wanderings around the the pass.<br /><br />Monday morning (8/4/08), I went up to the pass and spent a few hours watching the trains and capturing images. I arrived in the pass around 6:30 a.m. It was pretty gray and overcast at first. The first train I was able to capture was a Union Pacific (UP) mixed freight train heading down the Palmdale Cutoff. I set up for the train near Mormon Rocks and came up with these two images. UP 5384 leading the train across the dry wash as it makes its way south.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3VZQ5Ao-jInSsecfi9eNak_YWpl8jbRdEs06PZg-yuq6aXE2R7rN9aCcNNACoPCWXHwavxQIPWhrAKiL1LuO4tQAuxaas40LRpOqhK4AmpR3HtWjQMBMzbzkOMwsBmdc5QfyeBw/s1600-h/UP+5384c+080408.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3VZQ5Ao-jInSsecfi9eNak_YWpl8jbRdEs06PZg-yuq6aXE2R7rN9aCcNNACoPCWXHwavxQIPWhrAKiL1LuO4tQAuxaas40LRpOqhK4AmpR3HtWjQMBMzbzkOMwsBmdc5QfyeBw/s320/UP+5384c+080408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232019131553764370" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />As I was scrambling down the embankment, I saw the DPUs (Distributed Power Units) at the end of the train and came up with this grab shot.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3x9X_Qz56EQYZo1RoZWpoWRvnnjvfCpJLSfgtpeXJ8krezsLAoi_ts93-Kc5Q6IAkk3W3ha5PyYm4f4GnvUA4Bdya57OZY1_JrGTxiwD2UJ3Qw16fIDHfVAlTpn46ortzS7EMwQ/s1600-h/UP+5459+080408.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3x9X_Qz56EQYZo1RoZWpoWRvnnjvfCpJLSfgtpeXJ8krezsLAoi_ts93-Kc5Q6IAkk3W3ha5PyYm4f4GnvUA4Bdya57OZY1_JrGTxiwD2UJ3Qw16fIDHfVAlTpn46ortzS7EMwQ/s320/UP+5459+080408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232019139871800738" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />After getting back to my car, I made my way up State Highway 138 to see what was happening at Summit. A BNSF manifest started down the pass. I captured a few images of it and saw another train come around the curve above Summit. It was Amtrak's Southwest Chief (train #3). It started to overtake the manifest. Here is an image of it as it rounds the curve above Silverwood.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXJ1suuB-FwkeYeyOYQSDMkj4h1syRojvWDzT7-w1yNjIS8wSX7hGlxR37W9IIIN-zt39FsSOr4iJbqQwOkMCGZgl8nkApBmW2AWYUEWVsM6XZ3FBMi2wQAcpXeC0OoLfkvr6kDw/s1600-h/AMTK+180h+080408.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXJ1suuB-FwkeYeyOYQSDMkj4h1syRojvWDzT7-w1yNjIS8wSX7hGlxR37W9IIIN-zt39FsSOr4iJbqQwOkMCGZgl8nkApBmW2AWYUEWVsM6XZ3FBMi2wQAcpXeC0OoLfkvr6kDw/s320/AMTK+180h+080408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232019139387274482" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I got in my car and made my way down to Cleghorn Rd. to set up for a shot of this train as it came down the track from Sullivan's Curve.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyeM_lcFRxIF5meeWmM3x9ZDTqhtgIp1rqpbWILKHshAQxSloQA4wZFyzmtWTVdOX2mom6CMK4uDvpy9mD_nYSkICFKTuqrlZ_JNus0af3xn-az7wuEOufI5kSowDsXC9kb8Hivg/s1600-h/AMTK+180v+080408.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyeM_lcFRxIF5meeWmM3x9ZDTqhtgIp1rqpbWILKHshAQxSloQA4wZFyzmtWTVdOX2mom6CMK4uDvpy9mD_nYSkICFKTuqrlZ_JNus0af3xn-az7wuEOufI5kSowDsXC9kb8Hivg/s320/AMTK+180v+080408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232019140342799266" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />After the Southwest Chief cleared, I waited for the BNSF manifest to appear on track 3. Just as the train came into view, a BNSF truck made a dash across the tracks in order to avoid waiting for the train.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieWiXmsPkMrBY3x3j31eoRoZ6X5qJtSUXlm-P9miwwVeiIW_N0fVv20uy3i8SWjRBEP-wpgx_H45WQrPG4BNVhTTDRDm_DxMZDYD52ibl2sYba4IjU9JLL0EknmbQWQ-j5ZuatEw/s1600-h/BNSF+7712e+080408.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieWiXmsPkMrBY3x3j31eoRoZ6X5qJtSUXlm-P9miwwVeiIW_N0fVv20uy3i8SWjRBEP-wpgx_H45WQrPG4BNVhTTDRDm_DxMZDYD52ibl2sYba4IjU9JLL0EknmbQWQ-j5ZuatEw/s320/BNSF+7712e+080408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232019141434671586" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />BNSF 7712 passed by my location.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAoHE9v9rzS6AuY68sxoZpqvEcK1TpR9aPCZYt7N_vcOJegKtvPzqaXmtibWX6_-PZxAPs3zagJwZaLvZLVXIQ6IxXLiKaGAgSiv8XEWDtYYr86bQNo6BO3mOhTIPXKvGWkXo0ow/s1600-h/BNSF+7712j+080408.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAoHE9v9rzS6AuY68sxoZpqvEcK1TpR9aPCZYt7N_vcOJegKtvPzqaXmtibWX6_-PZxAPs3zagJwZaLvZLVXIQ6IxXLiKaGAgSiv8XEWDtYYr86bQNo6BO3mOhTIPXKvGWkXo0ow/s320/BNSF+7712j+080408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232024798498039458" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />It was back to Summit to see what was coming next. Another train started down track 2, so I made my way back to Cleghorn Rd. to capture this image of this colorful set of locomotives led by BNSF 4712.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyCLQL2LjUuhpi1s-ER3uj5nHd8NTldEc2xAz71nT_dy1RvW2MSRlwKb7KNv0nmjKrXUEInYiOenGUQ_aOhtd97grW8GBgbMbSaBWJbCpje3u4Y9q_KtZOmoeOmO1xosDfRrEOIg/s1600-h/BNSF+4712l+080408.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyCLQL2LjUuhpi1s-ER3uj5nHd8NTldEc2xAz71nT_dy1RvW2MSRlwKb7KNv0nmjKrXUEInYiOenGUQ_aOhtd97grW8GBgbMbSaBWJbCpje3u4Y9q_KtZOmoeOmO1xosDfRrEOIg/s320/BNSF+4712l+080408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232024809053855858" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />After capturing images of BNSF 4712, I decided to take a drive along the UP tracks to Sullivan's Curve after a quick stop at one of the fast food establishments in the area. I wanted to catch something coming around the curve with the new track laid in place. An eastbound BNSF baretabel came up and around the curve. Shortly afterward, a southbound UP train came into view and allowed me to capture this image.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhejHePO5F7GdC66odp98jkH7O8hYRaMG3PvPsLaXJYARKuAJG-nVVxF6mAW3IH3sL7-ha-JmoL7FCMUVfC3bPxkAHtVaMzHV7kVOjGmcLOxqGPrAzq8e4atPxd-K_Xweu5UIt4aw/s1600-h/UP+5337b+080408.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhejHePO5F7GdC66odp98jkH7O8hYRaMG3PvPsLaXJYARKuAJG-nVVxF6mAW3IH3sL7-ha-JmoL7FCMUVfC3bPxkAHtVaMzHV7kVOjGmcLOxqGPrAzq8e4atPxd-K_Xweu5UIt4aw/s320/UP+5337b+080408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232024806573123122" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I really liked the sky at the time and the way the clouds were sprawled out over the rock formation. Now if I only had a train in the image.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin19SuACTRbwyQhb_QAotEFS5frWblk5drlPpIuF6gyPMNQwh3V9v4ccUITKKnuWhYnhhSW5K8gB3MivWoHzBRFXPaikU0pH5A65Rwy75HgacVcwu451RcOOWhgD9Wk7UZD77SEg/s1600-h/Slvns02+080408.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin19SuACTRbwyQhb_QAotEFS5frWblk5drlPpIuF6gyPMNQwh3V9v4ccUITKKnuWhYnhhSW5K8gB3MivWoHzBRFXPaikU0pH5A65Rwy75HgacVcwu451RcOOWhgD9Wk7UZD77SEg/s320/Slvns02+080408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232024807407109218" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Another train was making its way up the tracks, so I decided to take a drive and explore for a different photo location. I drove along the Palmdale Cutoff where it is high above the BNSF mains at Martinez east of Summit. I used my 200mm lens to capture this image of BNSF 7550 working its way through the S-curves.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoccAnJlnK6aAxA_LctNwhLlWWSaQV77ifcHsCt3EOBAdSkY-2RZcBpp1C45EyP1n_jaNI2-a2wxvTTct4oL4A9wJWEYapDaKjjqyz_pk5msg-y-1Lszx6a6pFIooEarg1VYP8Jw/s1600-h/BNSF+7550b+080408.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoccAnJlnK6aAxA_LctNwhLlWWSaQV77ifcHsCt3EOBAdSkY-2RZcBpp1C45EyP1n_jaNI2-a2wxvTTct4oL4A9wJWEYapDaKjjqyz_pk5msg-y-1Lszx6a6pFIooEarg1VYP8Jw/s320/BNSF+7550b+080408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232024811588562210" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I started back toward the street. As I made my way down the road known as Powerline Road, I saw another train heading upBNSF track 3. I made my way to Summit and had just enough time to get into position for shots the train as it rounded the curve above Silverwood. The train was slowing down when I heard a horn in the opposite direction. BNSF 512 was leading a manifest, and a container train was heading down the same track and crossing over to track 2. the result was this image of the head ends of both trains meeting.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAW5rPIa4vHU5qao3ydceTKj7ik-e8LsjJhIu4t_zK0lj1JrHhio6vRV3gZWbykECYJ828y6c78SU4amNUvIbp0zMsV77bzirLujJ6Jx8ifeAU1nhDFJynrNWXD5SmvVGSvI9CPg/s1600-h/BNSF+529e+08048.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAW5rPIa4vHU5qao3ydceTKj7ik-e8LsjJhIu4t_zK0lj1JrHhio6vRV3gZWbykECYJ828y6c78SU4amNUvIbp0zMsV77bzirLujJ6Jx8ifeAU1nhDFJynrNWXD5SmvVGSvI9CPg/s320/BNSF+529e+08048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232032078539729602" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I turned around as BNSF 512 creeped up as the train in front of it cleared.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifruJSTYOe-JlL8h_RU2OmwMrbCVdFrifHWdP5SaBQwFxcIPaNgD32eo0G4bws-Q-S25YWZtqX_MB4tl7rgL8CQ9qv1bJ6xKfVjvgeWMfmaft3AqHgdl5KIK0LfexVM2PEhf0bfw/s1600-h/BNSF+529l+080408.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifruJSTYOe-JlL8h_RU2OmwMrbCVdFrifHWdP5SaBQwFxcIPaNgD32eo0G4bws-Q-S25YWZtqX_MB4tl7rgL8CQ9qv1bJ6xKfVjvgeWMfmaft3AqHgdl5KIK0LfexVM2PEhf0bfw/s320/BNSF+529l+080408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232032083831193746" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I made may way down to Cleghorn Rd. and set up for images of BNSF 5345 coming down from Sullivan's Curve. I decided to use the wide angle for this train.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB-dE-6RW9-GWHvPZ_7AzpjGK1Qm8dPjzY8kRleG5iVduiDqvMud_mqqoR0Sf1fqkRBk_cBK0vAj9DZz9Czs7Z5kih9utqeaPZ9QpWseUU1mcwvE2JGZXq-1mR9Sf-uXn8QFYFzQ/s1600-h/BNSF+5345d+080408.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB-dE-6RW9-GWHvPZ_7AzpjGK1Qm8dPjzY8kRleG5iVduiDqvMud_mqqoR0Sf1fqkRBk_cBK0vAj9DZz9Czs7Z5kih9utqeaPZ9QpWseUU1mcwvE2JGZXq-1mR9Sf-uXn8QFYFzQ/s320/BNSF+5345d+080408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232032087599482770" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />It was time to head home to be able to go to my daughter's swimming lessons and support her as she learns to swim.<br /><br /><br />I made a second trip up to Cajon late Wednesday afternoon. I saw a few trains making their way down the tracks as I drove up I-15. As it turned out, I would only end up capturing one train. BNSF 7672 crosses over the dry wash as it approaches Highway 138.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG4FNcrTBooGCczl74lu-oaBILuJt2BT2_QEZOEwW-j1c4lTJ_W7I219kT_AhjnHw4pBLHUsIuwPkFLwpagdd9huY39j8rRiyr_MXbJ1iDgoZx7V6W_9lJaNX3NvNQyqkQYfsG5A/s1600-h/BNSF+7672d+080608.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG4FNcrTBooGCczl74lu-oaBILuJt2BT2_QEZOEwW-j1c4lTJ_W7I219kT_AhjnHw4pBLHUsIuwPkFLwpagdd9huY39j8rRiyr_MXbJ1iDgoZx7V6W_9lJaNX3NvNQyqkQYfsG5A/s320/BNSF+7672d+080608.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232032088515704626" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I also made a trip this afternoon (Thursday, 8/7/08) with my daughter accompanying me, I was able to get a couple images worth sharing. This first image has BNSF 4301 leading a container train down track 1.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl-0275ljSEcad7Hno4jKp8aDgnnVl2Gw2zwuevBfQDH_XyEVY7vTnaie9qhcKwDbBEygCVtAuuqhhXBzZIFLbFyjtMgMUJ2SJ9qEwJRMffI6j9es-RVhfCWue8H-3On74eXcDWw/s1600-h/BNSF+4301e+080708.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl-0275ljSEcad7Hno4jKp8aDgnnVl2Gw2zwuevBfQDH_XyEVY7vTnaie9qhcKwDbBEygCVtAuuqhhXBzZIFLbFyjtMgMUJ2SJ9qEwJRMffI6j9es-RVhfCWue8H-3On74eXcDWw/s320/BNSF+4301e+080708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232032091588520818" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />It got slow as I drove around looking for vantage points. Finally, there was some action. I had missed a train heading up track 1, but I guessed that the next train would also be coming up from San Bernardio, so I went back over to Sullivan's Curve to wait. I could hear the sound of a train working up the tracks and was in position to capture this image of UP 8469 leading a manifest around Sullivan's Curve on track 1.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq26bxFFx25e6zIyBuT9xF-_90MImkZireqf38cXz0_FK0Fvg7n4TmvgthSlgK_tMTFGXtFxc3_WfhvdqsHHrRW3xt2QQpqvQPz6IEAR0nizhgpr20QUazR8YkQfWogCUJ_gzaMQ/s1600-h/UP+8469c+080708.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq26bxFFx25e6zIyBuT9xF-_90MImkZireqf38cXz0_FK0Fvg7n4TmvgthSlgK_tMTFGXtFxc3_WfhvdqsHHrRW3xt2QQpqvQPz6IEAR0nizhgpr20QUazR8YkQfWogCUJ_gzaMQ/s320/UP+8469c+080708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232032198586424034" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />It was getting late, so we made our way home to have dinner.<br /><br />I hope you enjoyed the images and commentary. Thank you for stopping by and viewing my blog.<br /><br />KenKenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25014927.post-79709537256300710602008-06-19T17:14:00.000-07:002008-06-19T17:50:41.423-07:00Family outing to the zooWith the Spring semester ending on June 13th, I have a week off before the summer sessions begin for me at both of my colleges. On Monday of this week, our family spent the day at the Los Angeles Zoo and Botanical Gardens. It was a hot day, and most of the animals weren't very active. However, it was fun walking around and getting to see many of the various creatures the zoo had to offer. The highlight for me was watching the four Sumatran tigers, a mother and three cubs, as the roamed about in there enclosure. The cubs were about the same size as the mother and very active.<br /><br /><br />In this image, one of the cubs is attacking mom.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHNNR4QojSLEXqyuQ9g74FRf6qxsaaVrcqBaxmJlP9y3PFtSTqDVmqdOFZYYQb7Off44sOYS6qN_auREBfcvTfRtF5-TKkYErlus9OSGVr5K0n0wx_ZKF8SxDyJe5Zbd60Bll7SA/s1600-h/Zoo165+061608.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHNNR4QojSLEXqyuQ9g74FRf6qxsaaVrcqBaxmJlP9y3PFtSTqDVmqdOFZYYQb7Off44sOYS6qN_auREBfcvTfRtF5-TKkYErlus9OSGVr5K0n0wx_ZKF8SxDyJe5Zbd60Bll7SA/s320/Zoo165+061608.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213753421495676914" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This image shows a couple of the cubs play fighting.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6gI5yV6afyHNMea4pVOlFvkSqODtRgJj5chZjJHGQWEB91myJMgmnBjQXMlBP4kyYZmx06NXh6OCY6oxV8-s7yRz8hiUrdNWClbzZm6CJtmQZg5EIurTgVgigMaQfz56D85_mnQ/s1600-h/Zoo172+061608.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6gI5yV6afyHNMea4pVOlFvkSqODtRgJj5chZjJHGQWEB91myJMgmnBjQXMlBP4kyYZmx06NXh6OCY6oxV8-s7yRz8hiUrdNWClbzZm6CJtmQZg5EIurTgVgigMaQfz56D85_mnQ/s320/Zoo172+061608.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213753425452410834" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This third image, shows a cub playing with a log.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi77Qfly3Fy0w8T2IwiLLZq7lRMs4Qx2sxpfzdkvg-ZuD5U26aPMeZe6-FyGdDOt893tW-1f9QwHxVnb0K7JGrNNHfOZIICjERTS-OOklktCxcF3dKFGoFQfeDua-cji9etM1lrPw/s1600-h/Zoo184+061608.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi77Qfly3Fy0w8T2IwiLLZq7lRMs4Qx2sxpfzdkvg-ZuD5U26aPMeZe6-FyGdDOt893tW-1f9QwHxVnb0K7JGrNNHfOZIICjERTS-OOklktCxcF3dKFGoFQfeDua-cji9etM1lrPw/s320/Zoo184+061608.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213753423010479490" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />More images can be seen from my webshots album in the sideshow below or hit the link under the show to go to the album. (The motions in the show are random and not set by me.)<br /><br /><embed src="http://p.webshots.com/flash/smallslideshow.swf" flashvars="playList=http%3A%2F%2Fcommunity.webshots.com%2Fslideshow%2Fmeta%2F563844927KAFWRo%3Finline%3Dtrue&inlineUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fcommunity.webshots.com%2FinlinePhoto%3FalbumId%3D563844927%26src%3Ds%26referPage%3Dhttp%3A%2F%2Fentertainment.webshots.com%2Fslideshow%2F563844927KAFWRo&postRollContent=http%3A%2F%2Fp.webshots.com%2Fflash%2Fws_postroll.swf&shareUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fentertainment.webshots.com%2Fslideshow%2F563844927KAFWRo&audio=on&audioVolume=33&autoPlay=false&transitionSpeed=5&startIndex=0&panzoom=on&deployed=true" menu="false" quality="best" name="WebshotsSlideshowPlayer" base="http%3A%2F%2Fp.webshots.com%2Fflash%2F" wmode="opaque" allowscriptaccess="always" loop="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http%3A%2F%2Fwww.macromedia.com%2Fgo%2Fgetflashplayer" height="384" width="425"></embed><br /><br /><a href="http://entertainment.webshots.com/album/563844927KAFWRo">Day @ the Los Angeles Zoo</a>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25014927.post-670515515891171432008-05-14T21:04:00.000-07:002008-06-11T16:45:00.570-07:00Early Morning Call from AfarAfter having enjoyed a nice relaxing Mother's Day as a family, we settled in to bed for the night. At 1:50 Monday morning, May 12, we were awaken from our sleep by the ringing of our phone. "Who in the heck was calling at this time," I thought to myself as my wife answered the phone. Then then I heard the conversation being conducted in Chinese and knew it was Cindy, my sister-in-law. It wasn't the first time that she had called at this time in the morning, so I didn't think anything of it; after all, it's not always easy to remember the time differences, which would have been late afternoon or early evening of May 12th in my in-laws' city--Chengdu, Sichuan in the People's Republic of China. After my wife got off the phone, I asked if everything was all right. She said that there had been an earthquake and that Cindy was calling from her parents' land line because there was no cell phone service available. Everyone was fine except for being shaken, so I thought. We went back to sleep not thinking much more of the earthquake. After all, I know what it is like to experience an earthquake having lived in Southern California most of my life.<br /><div><br />I was stunned when I first heard the news report of the magnitude 7.9 earthquake centered 57 k northwest of Chengdu with thousands of people killed, tens of thousands injured, and even more missing or unaccounted for. My wife tried to call her family again but couldn't get through this time. However, I was thankful to know my in-laws were among the living and not injured because of the early morning call. Then I began to think of all the people I know in the province of Sichuan and in the city of Chengdu.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Chengdu:</span><br /><br />I would have to say that Chengdu is my favorite city in China, not just because it is the place where my bride is from. No, I first visited Chengdu in the summer of 1993. It was a stop over spot when my teaching team from the English Language Institute China (<a href="http://www.elic.org/elic_index.html">ELIC</a>) was on its way to Lhasa, Tibet for our summer teaching assignment. It was on the return trip from Lhasa to Beijing when I had my first chance to roam around the city of Chengdu for an afternoon. Something about the city grabbed a hold of me, and I knew I wanted to come back to see and experience more of the wonderful place.<br /><br />I applied to spend the summer of 1994 with ELIC, my third summer, and requested an assignment to Chengdu. I was sent as a member of one of two teams of teachers assigned to teach at the Sichuan College of Education. After couple of days teaching,I began to spend a lot of out-of-class time with many of my students taking trips to various parks and sites around the city. The place is full of history, and China has a long history. It was while I was teaching that summer when I met the very petite Chinese woman who was temporarily working for the Foreign Affairs Department at the Sichuan College of Education. We spent time talking in the lobby of the place where the school housed the two teaching teams. After leaving Chengdu, I exchanged letters with several of my students and the young woman from the Foreign Affairs Department. The relationship, if you can call it that, changed from pen pals to something different. We married in Chengdu in 1997 after I had finished teaching for a year and a half in another city and province.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnzCT8WeU3P6eONsFAkz2SUzX_SEaKiCbvwz1h4Gmi-6oCAVjRU7VlF2zjxIK24RO_KjHIzPMAGzrStf-pYWkneEo-fc3qcdY2NN6uAZTNJ1qC6OPrXqVkoMLTQr8329fqQfm-NQ/s1600-h/Earthquake01.bmp"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnzCT8WeU3P6eONsFAkz2SUzX_SEaKiCbvwz1h4Gmi-6oCAVjRU7VlF2zjxIK24RO_KjHIzPMAGzrStf-pYWkneEo-fc3qcdY2NN6uAZTNJ1qC6OPrXqVkoMLTQr8329fqQfm-NQ/s320/Earthquake01.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200482133148725586" border="0" /></a><div> </div><br /><div>So, back to Monday's earthquake, the news and images from this terrible disaster has been on my mind all week. I wonder about my former students. Are they alright, or are some of them victims? Most of my students were English teachers in high schools or junior high schools through out the province of Sichuan. I wonder, "Were any of the teachers killed in high school the colasped killing over 900 people my former students? " I wonder, "How are my in-laws doing?" I know that they are having to deal with sortages of food and clean water, but they are alive and not injured. I am very thankful for this.<br /><br />Here are some links to videos from the earthquake area:<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GF_ugTHAcx0"><br />Asia Brief</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.abc.net.au/news/video/2008/05/14/2244906.htm">Chengdu airport</a> A place I've flown in and out of several times<br /><br /><a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=_QewbOnbkcs">Search for Survivors</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.feedchief.com/topic/Chengdu-Earthquake">News link</a><br /><br />Keep these people in your thoughts and prayers.<br /><br />Ken<br /><br /></div></div>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25014927.post-54862745550178187492008-04-15T14:32:00.000-07:002008-04-15T14:43:44.715-07:00Two more wide angle viewsOn the way home from my morning class at Mt SAC, I happened across a train making a long shove on the Los Angeles Sub. to the Alhambra Sub. in Pomona.<br /><br />This first image is of one of the trainmen guarding the shove as he acts as the engineer's eyes. He was talking on the radio as the train approached my position.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIcY4kaxFUY131Rn7gIVmrF69HjCIplXAjrVL6_Lt2Sx-ik4E7pI5rmdPHOE5coyDWyJ_htEA4hQZCQAmALpVOgugmM5Z8VTdg26JS96D2ieT1jB6gwXv2aRPypXmaflFFD1WJhg/s1600-h/CRGX+4715b+041508.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIcY4kaxFUY131Rn7gIVmrF69HjCIplXAjrVL6_Lt2Sx-ik4E7pI5rmdPHOE5coyDWyJ_htEA4hQZCQAmALpVOgugmM5Z8VTdg26JS96D2ieT1jB6gwXv2aRPypXmaflFFD1WJhg/s320/CRGX+4715b+041508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189589408843969042" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The head end of the train passes by my vantage point.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUQ1rtJMT3WAA89jF6hDyeaKGxS9WldZPJ4GYgyL1ISwGLRAVjAqn_pmuGtgiuAPToJSe8h-JP9Yx3sFY7eQlXVvFYK9F33kJ70W9pmRcXmFtAZIZdPeguhRojTTWOAmy7eWS4OQ/s1600-h/UP+8427a+041508.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUQ1rtJMT3WAA89jF6hDyeaKGxS9WldZPJ4GYgyL1ISwGLRAVjAqn_pmuGtgiuAPToJSe8h-JP9Yx3sFY7eQlXVvFYK9F33kJ70W9pmRcXmFtAZIZdPeguhRojTTWOAmy7eWS4OQ/s320/UP+8427a+041508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189589408843969058" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I can't decide which of the images from these wide angle views I like best. I'm sure more are to come this month.<br /><br />KenKenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25014927.post-82033476522215467522008-04-12T08:27:00.000-07:002008-04-12T08:40:13.845-07:00Wide Angle View<span style="font-family:georgia;">At another website that I visit, there is a photo assignment to capture an image using 21mm focal length or less. The prompted me to get out and try to capture some images with my 17mm to 40mm lens. Here are a few of my favorites so far.</span> <br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">A lone hopper sits in an industrial spur in Pomona.</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0y9wjqHLJWoqv7D5yGsqI8vpQ6DyFItoBMltt7tyGFsoJuoXwZhA_3Vp-jjU91_Vu59EiWZxjJR8Nlgq0k_6kj-sfdZEkcZNJjQ0jJgehPLb7z_3e3DS_NSpdZ_H-TzKWpCdDXg/s1600-h/NDYX+879140+041008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0y9wjqHLJWoqv7D5yGsqI8vpQ6DyFItoBMltt7tyGFsoJuoXwZhA_3Vp-jjU91_Vu59EiWZxjJR8Nlgq0k_6kj-sfdZEkcZNJjQ0jJgehPLb7z_3e3DS_NSpdZ_H-TzKWpCdDXg/s320/NDYX+879140+041008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188383020417021362" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /><br /><br />A set of tank cars parked in the spur at a candle factory in Pomona.<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwOZ0Ajo_-b-x9UG8x1qV4RauFYSQIa2Y25CjXosPULmMy87bAphxpc0ejykWo-jFsxJUqhMS9UVF1HbF7Dbifsv5bD-HziOmDRlBIF4mOGerpNpHKv2-ZqZuBS2-CMvP0R_HYyQ/s1600-h/PTLX+223080a+041008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwOZ0Ajo_-b-x9UG8x1qV4RauFYSQIa2Y25CjXosPULmMy87bAphxpc0ejykWo-jFsxJUqhMS9UVF1HbF7Dbifsv5bD-HziOmDRlBIF4mOGerpNpHKv2-ZqZuBS2-CMvP0R_HYyQ/s320/PTLX+223080a+041008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188383016122054050" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />A couple of views of the cabooses and private cars inside their cage at the Fullerton Amtrak Station.</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiemwUlAr2kses6kalai3ypPCjhRyQ1gZvzJwOdILecHLH-9yVZCNISs4hxoXpUAL3ff5tp2ynesaZ3I863hcFV2mivPLSxq77SZdAJxyyWjWs1x8fI3OsN941O9uVMD3kmbOUBXQ/s1600-h/CRSX+1002b+041108.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiemwUlAr2kses6kalai3ypPCjhRyQ1gZvzJwOdILecHLH-9yVZCNISs4hxoXpUAL3ff5tp2ynesaZ3I863hcFV2mivPLSxq77SZdAJxyyWjWs1x8fI3OsN941O9uVMD3kmbOUBXQ/s320/CRSX+1002b+041108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188383016122054034" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi69kN-jOCljerj-mNehs_10_2clki-L54bk5f5gjH_42DwzYp3Fkt4vOP3ONgCwCEqd2tLLINQXG9imhhNJTsSoyu7oOWAI2Y8KeL6i9tFK8eppGtPaXJD-XgAMKGdnItC_QlZNQ/s1600-h/CRSX+1002d2+041108.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi69kN-jOCljerj-mNehs_10_2clki-L54bk5f5gjH_42DwzYp3Fkt4vOP3ONgCwCEqd2tLLINQXG9imhhNJTsSoyu7oOWAI2Y8KeL6i9tFK8eppGtPaXJD-XgAMKGdnItC_QlZNQ/s320/CRSX+1002d2+041108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188383011827086722" border="0" /></a>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25014927.post-72844173202837394702008-03-16T13:01:00.000-07:002008-03-16T13:22:52.861-07:00Fullerton March 15, 2008I went down to the Fullerton Amtrak Station to hang out with some of my friends on Saturday, March 15th. It was cold and windy when Samantha and I first arrived. The group of friends wasn't as big as I had expected, but that didn't matter. The train action was better than the night before and offered a few photographic opportunities the results of which I plan to share in this post.<br /><br /><br />This first image has BNSF 5224 heading east and backlit with light shafts streaming down from the clouds.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl_M2OEdp8FERqNBRR-rDzQ77wtr_USKTs0fPcjFeg7EhEC6YKzUGqG4-dm3AgWAOEpYb4sUuoHoWZJrxEf76KUmGk4tOnvNYuPhwvxVP6RAeZLHggx097v7G7DEvXCO9aQck9Xg/s1600-h/BNSF+5224e+031508.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl_M2OEdp8FERqNBRR-rDzQ77wtr_USKTs0fPcjFeg7EhEC6YKzUGqG4-dm3AgWAOEpYb4sUuoHoWZJrxEf76KUmGk4tOnvNYuPhwvxVP6RAeZLHggx097v7G7DEvXCO9aQck9Xg/s320/BNSF+5224e+031508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178436123993506098" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />BNSF 5432 heads into the setting sun as a couple photographers on the passenger platform capture images of the train going away.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1m3nIt_YL83HnRJQ00QPBgFtYV6Jg9CcJWrogJtRJSOKmNXTXdzx_O-VcdgoflfR713iTLUZiY2B-pWL9nd8-yk8cMlqMUSa_zeElME3lfxuV60s9bO7oCIdch8JBhscH4ngXgg/s1600-h/BNSF+5432g+031508.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1m3nIt_YL83HnRJQ00QPBgFtYV6Jg9CcJWrogJtRJSOKmNXTXdzx_O-VcdgoflfR713iTLUZiY2B-pWL9nd8-yk8cMlqMUSa_zeElME3lfxuV60s9bO7oCIdch8JBhscH4ngXgg/s320/BNSF+5432g+031508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178436132583440706" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />After BNSF 5432 cleared the station, SACX 868 pulled into the station for its scheduled stop.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_LQI7Pb-EWioCF8quZw-4n9n01JYyQ-WfXN1R-qn7f68mw4f8x2Ofyfdf17I6ORUyIyn5McKpshhyCwahxlH9942gJwaDoeCnEhUC-EG48g0lcVkxitMLQ3HUkGVzB-6YO7KN5A/s1600-h/SACX+868a+031508.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_LQI7Pb-EWioCF8quZw-4n9n01JYyQ-WfXN1R-qn7f68mw4f8x2Ofyfdf17I6ORUyIyn5McKpshhyCwahxlH9942gJwaDoeCnEhUC-EG48g0lcVkxitMLQ3HUkGVzB-6YO7KN5A/s320/SACX+868a+031508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178436132583440722" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />A westbound trailer train passes through the station on track 2 as the Southwest Chief, bound for Chicago, approaches on track 1<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhePhbAlqxSAEhrU-tXpwsp8F4kUY4BLxzOwIoAJvpM9k1XUzWm8OWL81jcUiL_1TT3xslly9gPIacj0A_CQ1H37G1c1NDMEhb9_423GNHF_hEYFArI2UV1n9sbZ-SnlW3qT9AzfA/s1600-h/AMTK+67c+031508.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhePhbAlqxSAEhrU-tXpwsp8F4kUY4BLxzOwIoAJvpM9k1XUzWm8OWL81jcUiL_1TT3xslly9gPIacj0A_CQ1H37G1c1NDMEhb9_423GNHF_hEYFArI2UV1n9sbZ-SnlW3qT9AzfA/s320/AMTK+67c+031508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178436136878408034" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Passengers line up to board the Chief.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQNS-WtjHhcEMBCFse-1P8wabmOlVWiklxjJPkTzFBZkmVv4VF093EhHqiecjBIgemdAEq9I8arfVVDoPE1_iAwxaB5FNs57p3emGKM804eGLwACf7PzT8LAHUsOiq0vyyHc2VTA/s1600-h/AMTK+67h+031508.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQNS-WtjHhcEMBCFse-1P8wabmOlVWiklxjJPkTzFBZkmVv4VF093EhHqiecjBIgemdAEq9I8arfVVDoPE1_iAwxaB5FNs57p3emGKM804eGLwACf7PzT8LAHUsOiq0vyyHc2VTA/s320/AMTK+67h+031508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178436145468342642" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />One of the crew shoots the breeze with a couple people on the platform.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAE7EscvGuSNS8oxr3TW8O2eFpPUyZQgGkoJb9WIi3B0DrxFqfFtHovOOeUz-aja7q32teDAXZgKUXHu_J27dvNbTlLRMBCny6-DZSaPhQDJSbmfVAKWZMAWJlkZZ532HjuRlKCg/s1600-h/AMTK+67u+031508.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAE7EscvGuSNS8oxr3TW8O2eFpPUyZQgGkoJb9WIi3B0DrxFqfFtHovOOeUz-aja7q32teDAXZgKUXHu_J27dvNbTlLRMBCny6-DZSaPhQDJSbmfVAKWZMAWJlkZZ532HjuRlKCg/s320/AMTK+67u+031508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178436360216707458" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />All in all, we had a good evening hanging out with friends and watching the activity around the station.Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25014927.post-13945453177054693692008-03-13T21:32:00.000-07:002008-03-13T22:44:44.466-07:00Day at the Getty CenterSaturday, March 8th, my daughter's school had a get-away-day sponsored by the Getty Center.<br />We boarded one of the charter buses at the school and enjoyed the ride to West Los Angeles. We arrived around 10:30 and got in line for the tram up to the Center. Samantha looks out the window of our car as one of her classmates looks back toward us.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7Z1jnf03Ius5U3bTExyywKRa2CBgdUuoj1twr2p1HeV5SP3uPErqnDBnL8G1dm9zGh4QUS4MJA38F4h9I0vOpk5CxfGcb6EALiB6SkLhsRt3xZMZkmy2w8j-j1ntNKOptth4HbA/s1600-h/BldyVwGettyDay001+030808.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7Z1jnf03Ius5U3bTExyywKRa2CBgdUuoj1twr2p1HeV5SP3uPErqnDBnL8G1dm9zGh4QUS4MJA38F4h9I0vOpk5CxfGcb6EALiB6SkLhsRt3xZMZkmy2w8j-j1ntNKOptth4HbA/s320/BldyVwGettyDay001+030808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177453749008793746" border="0" /></a><br />We spent more time outside the galleries. There were many photographic opportunities around the Center. We grabbed a few images before making our way up to the main lobby.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA73W7-BBhc2oO-rhpSC4djocJnh3A7-sVaqi8Sq2qmpEXmchQwEwGJ2PRDlG2XXMM01fduJjlbHaWl9EVGiU_xZxACGeRmAmy8FHvrh_giBGNS-aCxCekYh4Q39oKgiyhO0hTow/s1600-h/BldyVwGettyDay005+030808.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA73W7-BBhc2oO-rhpSC4djocJnh3A7-sVaqi8Sq2qmpEXmchQwEwGJ2PRDlG2XXMM01fduJjlbHaWl9EVGiU_xZxACGeRmAmy8FHvrh_giBGNS-aCxCekYh4Q39oKgiyhO0hTow/s320/BldyVwGettyDay005+030808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177453761893695650" border="0" /></a><br />Samantha checks out the flower pot and the water flowing down to the lower fountain pool.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqEIoSo2eUZTKQXTcEGXqFmVhwM2cKEHg9auXt49O9qedLJvZ3AJENI5RUAX2lkSPPL2J3LRi5OHMFAFDXCKSmGg7rDgcunyXzRJXUq3AfOYq1nDFIZtJAAZGvph53kPnhfKLS-Q/s1600-h/BldyVwGettyDay008+030808.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqEIoSo2eUZTKQXTcEGXqFmVhwM2cKEHg9auXt49O9qedLJvZ3AJENI5RUAX2lkSPPL2J3LRi5OHMFAFDXCKSmGg7rDgcunyXzRJXUq3AfOYq1nDFIZtJAAZGvph53kPnhfKLS-Q/s320/BldyVwGettyDay008+030808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177453766188662962" border="0" /></a><br />I tried to take a long exposure of on of the fountains in the main courtyard.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOV89tbDiZu7gXwGLHG1rBwzC_fUkjrDuseweN-waYPsvkSCQSuT7C1Nyye7XHKvIsQFAaQUvFHWs9r4hqwhN2BHrqj3dzODZyleAwVJxCJ50Dl4OO81ZgJki4-4dq1zvj_8AuTw/s1600-h/BldyVwGettyDay019+030808.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOV89tbDiZu7gXwGLHG1rBwzC_fUkjrDuseweN-waYPsvkSCQSuT7C1Nyye7XHKvIsQFAaQUvFHWs9r4hqwhN2BHrqj3dzODZyleAwVJxCJ50Dl4OO81ZgJki4-4dq1zvj_8AuTw/s320/BldyVwGettyDay019+030808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177453770483630274" border="0" /></a><br />We stopped by the Family Room where Samantha had some fun decorating a mask and tracing some oranges.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNXYK5q29oVgcK7zvvJJE8tK94ySpBafrMMUgvBNgcwlhHXYyCgLVlWWhkQuZiS7a1J-BohhmhPxkenCUMwNh6wE6Mwdx43Hv052qKK0Xk0fW41ZlytGiOh-LiBc9EuFat8zM2dA/s1600-h/BldyVwGettyDay024+030808.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNXYK5q29oVgcK7zvvJJE8tK94ySpBafrMMUgvBNgcwlhHXYyCgLVlWWhkQuZiS7a1J-BohhmhPxkenCUMwNh6wE6Mwdx43Hv052qKK0Xk0fW41ZlytGiOh-LiBc9EuFat8zM2dA/s320/BldyVwGettyDay024+030808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177453774778597586" border="0" /></a><br />We made a brief walk through the lower level of the West Pavilion and looked at some the paintings and sculptures on display.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH2c88U62WJ9cLUrBC_r7u21dxPNp4M_Sx8xmz5YAOP_ZANq9wAbQ5hD1HII_bpSBeOn2eAq8t6hYJ_oKDkXSmop_tlQmcRlCSod-TGodxeQAgzv2iDF2HBPiAWl5MfybYARR8yg/s1600-h/BldyVwGettyDay029+030808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH2c88U62WJ9cLUrBC_r7u21dxPNp4M_Sx8xmz5YAOP_ZANq9wAbQ5hD1HII_bpSBeOn2eAq8t6hYJ_oKDkXSmop_tlQmcRlCSod-TGodxeQAgzv2iDF2HBPiAWl5MfybYARR8yg/s320/BldyVwGettyDay029+030808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177467282450743586" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We eventually made our way to the garden area where Samantha enjoyed the sculpture of the "Walking Flower."<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0wzPq0VtWJptn9fZxClf-2bezyPSRLs9UQ-EvKpDw7MMwVa889nnX9HyKdtKeOSWJxYSmasBcZHBjvt3_C9o588VjH67e-f1eIa8FU93uBIbJqHhT-woZjfs3pfG1DPY9zAF5Sw/s1600-h/BldyVwGettyDay058+030808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0wzPq0VtWJptn9fZxClf-2bezyPSRLs9UQ-EvKpDw7MMwVa889nnX9HyKdtKeOSWJxYSmasBcZHBjvt3_C9o588VjH67e-f1eIa8FU93uBIbJqHhT-woZjfs3pfG1DPY9zAF5Sw/s320/BldyVwGettyDay058+030808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177459418365624562" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Speaking of flowers, the garden area provide a lot of chances to capture images of the many different flowers that were growing there.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi23dJDBLCPOuRyTQCtgGQMYFqUY1W7eJHLTyR82fh0C8XxRRMX57PF5FaVtmnXjpFA5vQjia7UJs4KW6HnM-6fN0jx89xAdK5aFyVI4ABdge_wIUuJDhrnS7cWs1jSWOKnJlYvlQ/s1600-h/BldyVwGettyDay090+030808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi23dJDBLCPOuRyTQCtgGQMYFqUY1W7eJHLTyR82fh0C8XxRRMX57PF5FaVtmnXjpFA5vQjia7UJs4KW6HnM-6fN0jx89xAdK5aFyVI4ABdge_wIUuJDhrnS7cWs1jSWOKnJlYvlQ/s320/BldyVwGettyDay090+030808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177459422660591874" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We stopped and had our lunch under the shade of the umbrellas made of rebar with bougainvillea growing up through the structure.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM7e7LG4zYuaMTb_E-7O9iCn31uejeeqm5S1IWmEcFlM2WMyYfzu4i5TfTnYmIUOXHJzu_f8urFF9sT5IAk1csXbxvfNZ6qffsmivT0Y-i53WjLqMhguSCiGooppq2dQh59I3XSg/s1600-h/BldyVwGettyDay120+030808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM7e7LG4zYuaMTb_E-7O9iCn31uejeeqm5S1IWmEcFlM2WMyYfzu4i5TfTnYmIUOXHJzu_f8urFF9sT5IAk1csXbxvfNZ6qffsmivT0Y-i53WjLqMhguSCiGooppq2dQh59I3XSg/s320/BldyVwGettyDay120+030808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177459426955559186" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We made our way back to the bus and made our way home. It was a nice day with Samantha.Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25014927.post-52497718063897128982008-02-19T08:51:00.000-08:002008-02-21T09:20:07.330-08:00Presidents' Day on the Needles Sub.With winter session having ended and a holiday, I had some time to take a day trip out into the<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqn6VovOaov1CEQC0cX1cwH1ZiAI2xhCPqJsNnQ3akgK5JOXuQqjjbek3s7vtaGbrOcjYyoBeLwlxdQ3NDAXBhwn_sJwcthp8v2hlmBYbxT0K0PUBTSd2mGviJJFI1DvTwAXmYpg/s1600-h/DggtSunrise02+021808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqn6VovOaov1CEQC0cX1cwH1ZiAI2xhCPqJsNnQ3akgK5JOXuQqjjbek3s7vtaGbrOcjYyoBeLwlxdQ3NDAXBhwn_sJwcthp8v2hlmBYbxT0K0PUBTSd2mGviJJFI1DvTwAXmYpg/s320/DggtSunrise02+021808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168742014197709106" border="0" /></a> desert along the BNSF Needles Subdivision. I left home around 5:15 a.m. and drove directly to Daggett, just east of Barstow. I got there just after the sun started to rise. The tracks were empty which provided me with a chance to grab a sunrise image looking down the tracks.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The first train that I was able to capture was a westbound led by BNSF 4678. I got this image<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4DaNC9HSJPaJtakbS8yZvHVWGK46RlGuTo-zVYJL60pqtoPIN0M-ZWT-UFIScxfnpHXem0s6i1TlSGMsam9GkU9XoSOOYlHfM5pSM4_PXTjdPMTquq78lNMpkL7nrfznnSZB2jg/s1600-h/BNSF+4678b+021808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4DaNC9HSJPaJtakbS8yZvHVWGK46RlGuTo-zVYJL60pqtoPIN0M-ZWT-UFIScxfnpHXem0s6i1TlSGMsam9GkU9XoSOOYlHfM5pSM4_PXTjdPMTquq78lNMpkL7nrfznnSZB2jg/s320/BNSF+4678b+021808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168742018492676418" border="0" /></a> somewhere between Daggett and Newberry Springs.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The green signal in the distance made me aware<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_9CBdPmcJodor7VUv034o5HjvCwo5zaVm8tIZsidDUyu2COhgnzknO9DbpOmX7iMYoqLHC3kGZpy2ojDnRNLramnW8qn2TxaB-sH3UU_sjE5_EAS7YfhziSwhvsawVH82PRncUw/s1600-h/BNSF+7575c+021808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_9CBdPmcJodor7VUv034o5HjvCwo5zaVm8tIZsidDUyu2COhgnzknO9DbpOmX7iMYoqLHC3kGZpy2ojDnRNLramnW8qn2TxaB-sH3UU_sjE5_EAS7YfhziSwhvsawVH82PRncUw/s320/BNSF+7575c+021808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168742027082611026" border="0" /></a> of an eastbound approaching, so I was able to swing around and set up for this image of BNSF 7575.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />A little further down the road near Newberry Spring, I set up for an image using the stenciled<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp5qaoIwFibZP9HU_ZwAIybKfsZw3pCbqScJk4sbnu-prncP6zPdU6Ry6IJQjo6eU1srngDkRRDUYuW6d2gs3tIBoDOmuufu4hW7RcNMdqRMKMxBeS1W9PJHUdq3-zD4vt6gc1zw/s1600-h/NS+9465c+021808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp5qaoIwFibZP9HU_ZwAIybKfsZw3pCbqScJk4sbnu-prncP6zPdU6Ry6IJQjo6eU1srngDkRRDUYuW6d2gs3tIBoDOmuufu4hW7RcNMdqRMKMxBeS1W9PJHUdq3-zD4vt6gc1zw/s320/NS+9465c+021808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168743762249398658" border="0" /></a> shield on the road.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Just on the other side of Newberry Springs, I set up for another westbound train. BNSF 7688<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXzzdvp6KYF0Ts46U2fRNuZr85O6mvW4j6GoKXK7MrCQT4QCbE6tDhIrls1Dd7nSwVaFzkWVt7ONHB68KfVX6yFlFt4WFschST7Gq2O-ltzabxV6N68G1z3Q6UZdhlxhU8UAGqUg/s1600-h/BNSF+7688a+021808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXzzdvp6KYF0Ts46U2fRNuZr85O6mvW4j6GoKXK7MrCQT4QCbE6tDhIrls1Dd7nSwVaFzkWVt7ONHB68KfVX6yFlFt4WFschST7Gq2O-ltzabxV6N68G1z3Q6UZdhlxhU8UAGqUg/s320/BNSF+7688a+021808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168742031377578338" border="0" /></a> leads a manifest toward Barstow.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />At Ludlow, I tried to be a little creative using a couple wildflowers that were growing trackside.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkZwff7IEvUkrDdiwI_TmBF5Da70FbqjvlHbkkXXlwlKAYjFngH-MlJnchrLNmYxlY1uSmS7v_Zd2XeIFoCAd9uyojSTbOne3_u_SsdqPM3vxh2IW-1m9Yf4msBxBTlTfFPCrp1w/s1600-h/BNSF+4957d+021808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkZwff7IEvUkrDdiwI_TmBF5Da70FbqjvlHbkkXXlwlKAYjFngH-MlJnchrLNmYxlY1uSmS7v_Zd2XeIFoCAd9uyojSTbOne3_u_SsdqPM3vxh2IW-1m9Yf4msBxBTlTfFPCrp1w/s320/BNSF+4957d+021808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168742044262480242" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Speaking of wildflowers, I found a large patch of them between Ash Hill and Klondike. BNSF<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUI7vu9dIPOnbH3wxuys-JNMxQuKcURbFHGtE1tE7CtMobhXxNZ_IvbRHxgMglnrwfsRUun1oyIYLuesLSIFwzK-Ce7qPpTKxAXk3UpskkLEUvObdVD1gP2FMtpDiajb-kWWE9wQ/s1600-h/BNSF+5420c+021808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUI7vu9dIPOnbH3wxuys-JNMxQuKcURbFHGtE1tE7CtMobhXxNZ_IvbRHxgMglnrwfsRUun1oyIYLuesLSIFwzK-Ce7qPpTKxAXk3UpskkLEUvObdVD1gP2FMtpDiajb-kWWE9wQ/s320/BNSF+5420c+021808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168743766544365970" border="0" /></a> 5420 heads west toward Ash Hill in the background.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />BNSF 5420 approached my location as it heads away from Ash Hill toward Ludlow.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjesWxIA5HOQLObspNUztaqWkVO8DcCzU2dv-mpIzGGiLygIT87sMvcdA0parv56nvZIlx8Vt7phCA8rvER5vFX6tLSQgWKrSHhKXhSraJ4070BDpvbfr9A6Y54NjqTT9m30oiJVQ/s1600-h/BNSF+5420i+021808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjesWxIA5HOQLObspNUztaqWkVO8DcCzU2dv-mpIzGGiLygIT87sMvcdA0parv56nvZIlx8Vt7phCA8rvER5vFX6tLSQgWKrSHhKXhSraJ4070BDpvbfr9A6Y54NjqTT9m30oiJVQ/s320/BNSF+5420i+021808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168743770839333282" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I made my way to Amboy and found BNSF 8234 waiting for a set of helpers to hook up to the<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXanBsWHgenQATXmb2A1JYrsOm1Hf6ByNPyC32SQ45CPfVnnay7cp0tIyTEi6Y4RnUcBg1lPfxLM42Hx4D4Mlx-HuUwgxnXNSZjbqlVBDdJ4IRmtYARPdRH_BbALDY5Jr-sAfS0A/s1600-h/BNSF+8234b+021808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXanBsWHgenQATXmb2A1JYrsOm1Hf6ByNPyC32SQ45CPfVnnay7cp0tIyTEi6Y4RnUcBg1lPfxLM42Hx4D4Mlx-HuUwgxnXNSZjbqlVBDdJ4IRmtYARPdRH_BbALDY5Jr-sAfS0A/s320/BNSF+8234b+021808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168743775134300594" border="0" /></a> back of the train. After getting everything hooked up, the train began to roll.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Just east of Amboy is this tree full of shoes. I had seen it on other trips out this way, but never<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL2hMGzjzy3u75Z12Udsgx9tOz_5_388a6DavknazgVmNuzMqQxcppIBWzq6AVuEoAkvCLElLFubAbZjpG2E3MgnQkg4j2d4YBfLJqDxmTf-1Z7v3IyVsQ2zjrDEWQnJuElxhoAw/s1600-h/Amboyshoetree02+021808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL2hMGzjzy3u75Z12Udsgx9tOz_5_388a6DavknazgVmNuzMqQxcppIBWzq6AVuEoAkvCLElLFubAbZjpG2E3MgnQkg4j2d4YBfLJqDxmTf-1Z7v3IyVsQ2zjrDEWQnJuElxhoAw/s320/Amboyshoetree02+021808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168743779429267906" border="0" /></a> stopped to photograph it until this trip. There were none in my size, and they seemed a bit over ripe.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The helpers were getting quite a workout because of track work going on near Klondike. The<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj3WpLSs3HN-aIJd_rs_XzBU1kFjffNlzp_GuuU-XromsJbQzxlwlIqXLwsjqsvfFEBFHnLWCE4hyphenhyphennD6-hnXu9yogOKiQ5PSJI_cWsR__GQkcqtmWFqNaCCbE4YDLYS2jIU7ZJTg/s1600-h/BNSF+822+021808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj3WpLSs3HN-aIJd_rs_XzBU1kFjffNlzp_GuuU-XromsJbQzxlwlIqXLwsjqsvfFEBFHnLWCE4hyphenhyphennD6-hnXu9yogOKiQ5PSJI_cWsR__GQkcqtmWFqNaCCbE4YDLYS2jIU7ZJTg/s320/BNSF+822+021808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168746395064351186" border="0" /></a> trains had to single track on the steeper of the grades, so the helper set would hook on at Amboy and assist the train to Ash Hill where they would unhook and go back to Amboy to assist another train up the grade. BNSF 822 is the trailing unit of the helper set as they pass by my location at Amboy.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />On the journey back toward home, I set up for an image of BNSF 7660 as it climbed the grade<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GYvvN7A-RDqfsBYAhvvsY9Sm_E-n6k4-kWwMXSZmOvBGjvf7rpl2ZcDPVYs6FRuylfhQhgBzwzkFnZ58twSpepV7har3tkuDcmiPwBJevGUftnYZe6gTox2aHZ9ddaP8Gg0vuQ/s1600-h/BNSF+7660e+021808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GYvvN7A-RDqfsBYAhvvsY9Sm_E-n6k4-kWwMXSZmOvBGjvf7rpl2ZcDPVYs6FRuylfhQhgBzwzkFnZ58twSpepV7har3tkuDcmiPwBJevGUftnYZe6gTox2aHZ9ddaP8Gg0vuQ/s320/BNSF+7660e+021808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168746403654285794" border="0" /></a> leading to east Siberia. This is one of my favorite perspectives on the subdivision. This train didn't need to use the helpers to get up the grade.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I had a fun day and would like to get back out there again since it looks like it's going to be a good year for wildflowers in the desert.Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25014927.post-57787237639612026252008-02-03T09:24:00.001-08:002008-02-03T11:35:18.367-08:00Winter Session @ Mt. SACMy winter session schedule at Mt. San Antonio College (Mt. SAC) has afforded me more time to spend trackside before and after work. I, therefore, would like to share some of my favorite images from my commutes to and from work over the past few weeks. The first day of the winter session began with snow in Cajon Pass which was reported in the "Morning in the Snow" entry below.<br /><br />On the morning of January 8th, as I was crossing the tracks on San Antonio Ave. in Ontario, I<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVZ-rSrMaQWA5DMJoCdYLpGgrtLloNQTcyeJj2Y31gAXBwhrUbxdl7K0B9FAUDuSl1_4T817SSWw-cumlr4KVIAIGm_LIlXftAGQCOouIQQYYTj_UePvXvrAnBFSnzkSsxbedNPw/s1600-h/UPY+2737b+010808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVZ-rSrMaQWA5DMJoCdYLpGgrtLloNQTcyeJj2Y31gAXBwhrUbxdl7K0B9FAUDuSl1_4T817SSWw-cumlr4KVIAIGm_LIlXftAGQCOouIQQYYTj_UePvXvrAnBFSnzkSsxbedNPw/s320/UPY+2737b+010808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162825896060458178" border="0" /></a> saw some distant lights of an approaching train, so I went to a place to set up for an image and caught UPY 2737 leading a local job entering a siding. My guess is that they were on their way to the Ontario industrial lead to deliver some cars to the customers in that section.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />After capturing images of UPY 2737, I headed<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD23NYOjKONEuTVNjLuQAlPspIDRcvHl4uAtQere9PGmr9YQ0xj95S0aZZRrjjL1DRbIvT7zh61YBgcp1_TkNMWj6FfRztGxOESlcE0-hgK_0OFihQwIAP7p-n9ro_PuPngqCPsg/s1600-h/NYC+216738+010808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD23NYOjKONEuTVNjLuQAlPspIDRcvHl4uAtQere9PGmr9YQ0xj95S0aZZRrjjL1DRbIvT7zh61YBgcp1_TkNMWj6FfRztGxOESlcE0-hgK_0OFihQwIAP7p-n9ro_PuPngqCPsg/s320/NYC+216738+010808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162825913240327378" border="0" /></a> down State St. along the Montclair Yard a box car sitting on the tracks caught my eye. A former Penn Central car, which is not that common out this way, was posed for the capturing.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />After work, I found UPY 2737 working at an industry in Pomona. It was shoving a set of cars out<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZU3bj8fJzlh9Gv5ICld88xDuyo-RGu4vPVnOqWeGSszRguyfJBtCR2oGwddxV8vj4Fxq0NIPlHlSJMnXQhGd7LUdAjkMgDtP4xYHh9n4aTPO1Ncj9BLEpwJ964d2_QyucjSWARQ/s1600-h/UPY+2737d+010808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZU3bj8fJzlh9Gv5ICld88xDuyo-RGu4vPVnOqWeGSszRguyfJBtCR2oGwddxV8vj4Fxq0NIPlHlSJMnXQhGd7LUdAjkMgDtP4xYHh9n4aTPO1Ncj9BLEpwJ964d2_QyucjSWARQ/s320/UPY+2737d+010808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162825921830261986" border="0" /></a> of the spur on to the main line.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />After capturing a few images there, I made my way to a spot along the tracks, a new location for<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnYCrAncgkuzT9XZV_qPXY_oTPLGV4de8rAdKeFlu4th3loOaJCag4Hd_X98QtsoQbsb8SkWQz2DX3Unw3vhphIprN9_Uapr40Frx9ANP1RBh6517DPgH0xO62gQTIrAjAF_A-Cw/s1600-h/UPY+2737e+010808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnYCrAncgkuzT9XZV_qPXY_oTPLGV4de8rAdKeFlu4th3loOaJCag4Hd_X98QtsoQbsb8SkWQz2DX3Unw3vhphIprN9_Uapr40Frx9ANP1RBh6517DPgH0xO62gQTIrAjAF_A-Cw/s320/UPY+2737e+010808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162825939010131186" border="0" /></a> me, to get the train as it headed eastward.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Wow! The first two days of my new schedule really gave me some great results.<br /><br />Some other highlights include capturing eastbound trains, one right after another after waiting<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8YAkvmxkk0VAwZVDWvtV9LcqEGF5C84iWeMNdoBfALKdH_Nn4j8xLDMRjHixC8GZGLLJw6xq0xPlXubPYPTW3NJ8o768jxcJANHLdWLU4dwC0_V6xEONrKVxWQFpZSu81ZfbYHw/s1600-h/UP+4608+011708.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8YAkvmxkk0VAwZVDWvtV9LcqEGF5C84iWeMNdoBfALKdH_Nn4j8xLDMRjHixC8GZGLLJw6xq0xPlXubPYPTW3NJ8o768jxcJANHLdWLU4dwC0_V6xEONrKVxWQFpZSu81ZfbYHw/s320/UP+4608+011708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162825947600065794" border="0" /></a> for a Metrolink train that passed through the area just before 9:00 every morning, when I am normally teaching. Examples of the this succession of trains can seen in these next three images from the morning of January 17th. UP 4608 heads east through Ontario(9:32 a.m.).<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Passing by the Montclair yard, I found UP 5292<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhRcZro7jbQ6jMkEktARh24AXe8TIYzSXbKo-mgvCtB8dPv99RG9EId9Cj0UKjscWQA_zfE1tcgojX-3jzhCR97miv5XcJyHxUnydOV5o2vRfet924HyDF6hUxdbrm9Lb_gOniJQ/s1600-h/UP+5292b+011708.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhRcZro7jbQ6jMkEktARh24AXe8TIYzSXbKo-mgvCtB8dPv99RG9EId9Cj0UKjscWQA_zfE1tcgojX-3jzhCR97miv5XcJyHxUnydOV5o2vRfet924HyDF6hUxdbrm9Lb_gOniJQ/s320/UP+5292b+011708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162828146623321362" border="0" /></a> stopped (9:37 a.m.).<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Continuing my commute to Mt. SAC, I saw headlights approaching and pulled over to capture<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr2VDPO15ZhCbdF0_YUdPxOA-eO2XBZJ-K1bGi6sRcfHuXJFAkBugvLq5j_VaYMiabLTcl9yfjUxpwiS04ntK4hImZB1tJXqznRveyXy1ERRNeQeSDoM787GD10STb8cQPein5Zg/s1600-h/UP+4418d+011708.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr2VDPO15ZhCbdF0_YUdPxOA-eO2XBZJ-K1bGi6sRcfHuXJFAkBugvLq5j_VaYMiabLTcl9yfjUxpwiS04ntK4hImZB1tJXqznRveyXy1ERRNeQeSDoM787GD10STb8cQPein5Zg/s320/UP+4418d+011708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162828150918288674" border="0" /></a> UP 4481 passing through Pomona near First St. and Oak St. (9:54 a.m.)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />These commutes along the Union Pacific tracks also afforded some surprises:<br /><br />One of these surprises was an eastbound UP 1982, one of UP's heritage locomotives. I didn't<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVT_Wj9YaiPWThyphenhypheniS8O8bedqpa1vns_tgztzROJJ_OSnAxEoeoLHVgKV_O2WLZyEuTuC5DdNFTwdMnRe4yFE0HwRr6neKz8Nrj3hgcL_MrhVYwivIbRGyGoKQC0eb-rCJ7Yc3vjA/s1600-h/UP+1982+011808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVT_Wj9YaiPWThyphenhypheniS8O8bedqpa1vns_tgztzROJJ_OSnAxEoeoLHVgKV_O2WLZyEuTuC5DdNFTwdMnRe4yFE0HwRr6neKz8Nrj3hgcL_MrhVYwivIbRGyGoKQC0eb-rCJ7Yc3vjA/s320/UP+1982+011808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162828159508223282" border="0" /></a> have time to set up for this train, but I managed to find a side street to make a u-turn in and position myself for this grab image as the train passed by (Jan. 18th). It is not a great image, but this locomotive hasn't been out this way very much.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Another surprise was finding WAMX 3510 in the power consist of a UP train that was picking up<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin28PAZgOOoieFOXiwr9ixEd6-9cNj9SE-UMbYPkJl7ohwMUWlZpCSuQOXE3R9dJn19-7hFMT4DDJ9t9HoKGNT0TO__W1otpG8TIfNLp2lXzIL0jv57XOh_O79iXYyqND6PV5vOA/s1600-h/WAMX+3510+012308.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin28PAZgOOoieFOXiwr9ixEd6-9cNj9SE-UMbYPkJl7ohwMUWlZpCSuQOXE3R9dJn19-7hFMT4DDJ9t9HoKGNT0TO__W1otpG8TIfNLp2lXzIL0jv57XOh_O79iXYyqND6PV5vOA/s320/WAMX+3510+012308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162828163803190594" border="0" /></a> cars in the Montclair yard (Jan. 23rd).<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />One last surprise, was the appearance of UP EC-4, a track geometry car, as it paused on the<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuaKJULWAskKmiZsSyivpoqTeQsRq7JVZ1QmyMgC79JZsiQz6S-uyTEWADBWx5sOuHvEPgiBNfCAUOEXjaINImBXJxiEHUoWewyYPQ9Q7ZHYCPnfE0Kvjm7ItWQvA24jt6Z4amOQ/s1600-h/EC4c+011408.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuaKJULWAskKmiZsSyivpoqTeQsRq7JVZ1QmyMgC79JZsiQz6S-uyTEWADBWx5sOuHvEPgiBNfCAUOEXjaINImBXJxiEHUoWewyYPQ9Q7ZHYCPnfE0Kvjm7ItWQvA24jt6Z4amOQ/s320/EC4c+011408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162828168098157906" border="0" /></a> main line in Pomona near the Chino industrial lead (Jan. 14th).<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My temporary work schedule has also afforded me some non-rail image opportunities:<br /><br />While driving up Temple Ave. toward Mt. SAC, I notice a large group of birds on this pile with<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6ZfQW0wRyOHlpEVrvabmPJfuyBaLyUXI9It5yBiNXCUjvf78dXBuz-iNTuv2GKd9d0swLY326uhl2viceQ1VhJjU3lFpbO-d06UDqExeutqmBjL9X7BEwWb3fglv-wfruKQsd_g/s1600-h/CowBirds02+011008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6ZfQW0wRyOHlpEVrvabmPJfuyBaLyUXI9It5yBiNXCUjvf78dXBuz-iNTuv2GKd9d0swLY326uhl2viceQ1VhJjU3lFpbO-d06UDqExeutqmBjL9X7BEwWb3fglv-wfruKQsd_g/s320/CowBirds02+011008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162830951236965730" border="0" /></a> one white cow there. The scene grabbed my attention enough to decide to pull over to capture a few images (Jan. 10th).<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The landscaping around the campus also catches my eye. This image of red berries was on a<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhiBLxm2UUKh1DbXSWA4vn8NiWK4J-1cCx4MVTPZdwqNT-lO9-NucpM2w7hUK9wNUdT_K7jdUF9M9YkKBkEcWiFzIzNBbuRsxwm7DfF2hFNo4k4Mf9gUQSywwsZuDuOH0Ce4qFqA/s1600-h/Brrys02+011008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhiBLxm2UUKh1DbXSWA4vn8NiWK4J-1cCx4MVTPZdwqNT-lO9-NucpM2w7hUK9wNUdT_K7jdUF9M9YkKBkEcWiFzIzNBbuRsxwm7DfF2hFNo4k4Mf9gUQSywwsZuDuOH0Ce4qFqA/s320/Brrys02+011008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162830968416834930" border="0" /></a> bush near one of the staff parking lots (Jan. 10th)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Continuing up to Building 66, where my classroom is, these red flowers found their way into my<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgStWc7GpG-69vvO-YjYtWTTys5QvOkj778af-ZftBdvGqBi4oXRSPXu4PgojZxZk1Jzc9oMGpejxRbtwgqoiIlUIiFxgbwGUeiBkgKQSCtvYCynY_aqtrujAEwI-jKhONEgD3X-A/s1600-h/RedFlwrs+011008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgStWc7GpG-69vvO-YjYtWTTys5QvOkj778af-ZftBdvGqBi4oXRSPXu4PgojZxZk1Jzc9oMGpejxRbtwgqoiIlUIiFxgbwGUeiBkgKQSCtvYCynY_aqtrujAEwI-jKhONEgD3X-A/s320/RedFlwrs+011008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162830977006769538" border="0" /></a> veiwfinder (Jan. 10th).<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />One last image in this post is of an eastbound train as it passes by the downtown Pomona<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje4Wxg_tPvuqkTQPjgshS2kCMYRJG2Z2cevUzqmZkkpmN0BgssjCECXlYE9EzMZHyJx4gUgSH8SHvIn1k7kwa2_ehEILG72WwL4botlXR7mw4Lt-QqxllT8ltPrJE_H0bmu3kjjQ/s1600-h/UP+4326b+012208.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje4Wxg_tPvuqkTQPjgshS2kCMYRJG2Z2cevUzqmZkkpmN0BgssjCECXlYE9EzMZHyJx4gUgSH8SHvIn1k7kwa2_ehEILG72WwL4botlXR7mw4Lt-QqxllT8ltPrJE_H0bmu3kjjQ/s320/UP+4326b+012208.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162830994186638738" border="0" /></a> Metrolink station. UP 4326 appears in the sunlight with storm clouds in the background.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />There are two weeks remaining to my winter session schedule, and I am looking forward to what my viewfinder will find along the way. Spring semester will have me return to a schedule of class beginning at 8:00 a.m. and a need to leave earlier and not spend as much time commuting along the rails on the way to Mt. SAC; however, there will still be trackside opportunities on the commute home.Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25014927.post-11923873386975684982008-01-27T20:53:00.000-08:002008-01-27T21:28:56.440-08:00Big Cajona EkoluYesterday, Jan. 26, was spent in Cajon Pass with a group of my friends from the Fullerton train station. We called the event the Big Cajona Ekolu (3 in Hawaiian). This was our third annual event which is held in mid to late January each<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRiH1089SegiwW7QAiYY1KeAoijYiDjPuRwIhx4p-mfUgnIT1jikfrG1oHs-FESGsw9Ax-opgApot72zLoxmVI_-SeteQO8Mn0gvkpjD1sa8XI1MVxkaOTWDM1BRPtr3JInvHC0A/s1600-h/BgCjna3_086+CmpBss+012608.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRiH1089SegiwW7QAiYY1KeAoijYiDjPuRwIhx4p-mfUgnIT1jikfrG1oHs-FESGsw9Ax-opgApot72zLoxmVI_-SeteQO8Mn0gvkpjD1sa8XI1MVxkaOTWDM1BRPtr3JInvHC0A/s320/BgCjna3_086+CmpBss+012608.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160389103415399586" border="0" /></a> year. The event has a luau theme to it. We decorate the area with luau based decorations and wear Hawaiian shirts and/or leis. These decorations and wardrobe usually get some fun reactions from the passing train crews. We could not have asked for or received a better day. The weather was much better than was anticipated, and the train action seemed to never end. Most of us arrived on the scene before sunrise. We got the base camp set up. Then the trains began to roll. It seemed nonstop as one train after another moved past our site. There was plenty of food of which your doctor, nutritionist, or mother would not approve. Several of us took little hikes to get different perspectives of the train action and the surrounding scenery. We were kept informed of the train locations through the assistance of a computer and two-way radios. We had well over 40 trains pass by our location. We left the are around 6:30 p.m. having felt greatly satiated from the happening of the day. It was truly a great day spent with friends sharing common interest and having fun, good food, and a great time. More information about this event can be found at <a href="http://www.westcoastrailforums.com/view_topic.php?id=978&forum_id=9">WCRF</a>. The first image is of our base camp. I took this image while walking to a different location to get some different perspectives.<br /><br /><br />This other image illustrates how closely some of the up hill trains were following each other.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWyG6fk7vAx2U2ZWtfKxXpylSFt5jrpGOd0cnu3zfcBXutBzkckE8YDW9EM3fDe7v7RDmElj1XtgOcsUxUAPtm5R6uDO3rcLdXYICl9RbWSPfqGVBlE0oEReBqBGvd_Y2QYTAN6w/s1600-h/BgCjna3_146+BW+UP+8487h+012608.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWyG6fk7vAx2U2ZWtfKxXpylSFt5jrpGOd0cnu3zfcBXutBzkckE8YDW9EM3fDe7v7RDmElj1XtgOcsUxUAPtm5R6uDO3rcLdXYICl9RbWSPfqGVBlE0oEReBqBGvd_Y2QYTAN6w/s320/BgCjna3_146+BW+UP+8487h+012608.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160389107710366898" border="0" /></a>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25014927.post-23987563728314721052008-01-21T13:54:00.000-08:002008-01-21T15:21:17.704-08:00Favorite Image from 2007As I have gone through my images from 2007, I have decided that this image of the M-WATBAR sitting at Fullerton Station on October 26, 2007 is my favorite one. I had<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdAefdc_rjiAigbOJgNw0GBPYEzlYK3E9Vfy8ugFgfRYOATTag0UfJdO_-10FDfbSso1m1ZCtXgthUNj2UDOkzynyz5XDKWqcRq_COr3AWP0Gvsu0XQb2kz2rVYDJMxZ6tRFyU9Q/s1600-h/BNSF+5245i+102607.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdAefdc_rjiAigbOJgNw0GBPYEzlYK3E9Vfy8ugFgfRYOATTag0UfJdO_-10FDfbSso1m1ZCtXgthUNj2UDOkzynyz5XDKWqcRq_COr3AWP0Gvsu0XQb2kz2rVYDJMxZ6tRFyU9Q/s320/BNSF+5245i+102607.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158053619185923538" border="0" /></a> purchased a Canon EF 17mm - 40mm f/4L lens a couple weeks before this image was captured. I like the perspective from the stair case of the pedestrian bridge capturing a typical Friday night at the station.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I have uploaded a<a href="http://www.photodex.com/sharing/viewshow.html?fl=2933923&alb=0"> slide show</a> featuring my favorite images from 2007. It is around 23 minutes long and features music by Moby, Deep Purple, and Juno Reactor.Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25014927.post-27824187806710686182008-01-21T09:28:00.000-08:002008-01-21T11:08:36.680-08:00Using Natural Light, a non-rail imageThe other day, I had decided I wanted to eat a couple tangerines. I had them in hand and set them down on a black notepad folder, so I could do something else (I don't remember what). As I was reaching for the other thing that needed my<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBR2bClrW9Iq72oCiAeErEPFEIvW5pqH6Enn6oqIGZeP6ayA2_HZQCTHeAQmQJexGfPd0Pel0lmfvQ7UvhxcomovOn1pYnTsj47vfmFQnUPRZ8EczzXs3q2dA2VS7r5raS0CEM1g/s1600-h/Tngrns02+011908.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBR2bClrW9Iq72oCiAeErEPFEIvW5pqH6Enn6oqIGZeP6ayA2_HZQCTHeAQmQJexGfPd0Pel0lmfvQ7UvhxcomovOn1pYnTsj47vfmFQnUPRZ8EczzXs3q2dA2VS7r5raS0CEM1g/s320/Tngrns02+011908.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157985131637421490" border="0" /></a> attention, I noticed how the late afternoon sun light was beaming through the front door onto the pair of tangerines, and I thought that would make for a nice picture. I quickly got out my camera and tripod and set up for the image before the lighting was lost. This image is the result of something simple catching the eye.Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25014927.post-47242289507000649592008-01-19T18:48:00.001-08:002008-01-21T16:41:31.226-08:00Morning in the SnowI was able to get up to Cajon Pass on the morning<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOkpDWjoYkRx3I2rvd6ijKDdRWa5S2AYlF24WOSMyrNS__aZCgEaNVPrNsjBA379HmqpPGXoJKFmp0hXLYIGY_4ZzEonxFxqDmNvswHL8yPmBphqyL6CFrQKh1K7FyftwEBiPoWw/s1600-h/UP+7701a+010708.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOkpDWjoYkRx3I2rvd6ijKDdRWa5S2AYlF24WOSMyrNS__aZCgEaNVPrNsjBA379HmqpPGXoJKFmp0hXLYIGY_4ZzEonxFxqDmNvswHL8yPmBphqyL6CFrQKh1K7FyftwEBiPoWw/s320/UP+7701a+010708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157794692787516706" border="0" /></a> of January 7, 2008. It had snowed in the area the night before, so it was a great chance to get some snow images because my work schedule had changed, allowing me some time to get some railfanning in before class. My first image of the morning was UP 7701 heading down BNSF main 2 (I'm using the old track numbers until the addition of the new main is complete.).<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />After UP 7701 had cleared my area, I went up by BNSF main 1 and captured some images of the<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYMvix6Ddt2SwU6r6vgNKn-b8lKafACVhKMr0pz2lK3eMl7V24gY4Yz-NYeJzfJLafm4Prk1bU8-Wp_Fk85Ye7txtcReUDOKmMLijfqm50knXTfpBqOY6Qp9n_o5xYcRJzMJ5LvA/s1600-h/Mrocks02+010708.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYMvix6Ddt2SwU6r6vgNKn-b8lKafACVhKMr0pz2lK3eMl7V24gY4Yz-NYeJzfJLafm4Prk1bU8-Wp_Fk85Ye7txtcReUDOKmMLijfqm50knXTfpBqOY6Qp9n_o5xYcRJzMJ5LvA/s320/Mrocks02+010708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157795951212934514" border="0" /></a> Mormon Rocks area. There was a BNSF train sitting under the Hwy 138 overpass (BNSF 4383).<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I went back down to main 2 since BNSF 4383 had main 1 tied up. After a while, UP 3816 passed under I-15.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOCp2bPB0ZtqnYi5Gp9ItiOItmlBy4VraOAVsM9MPMe-Hyy2GQbqL70fPgTVbPQr4yDpKmIFfUFd4_wznyWubDcrRS35tUEd3IvMpzefucCkk6SctwrPRptqr7KfB1tJGP04ABjw/s1600-h/UP+3816a+010708.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOCp2bPB0ZtqnYi5Gp9ItiOItmlBy4VraOAVsM9MPMe-Hyy2GQbqL70fPgTVbPQr4yDpKmIFfUFd4_wznyWubDcrRS35tUEd3IvMpzefucCkk6SctwrPRptqr7KfB1tJGP04ABjw/s320/UP+3816a+010708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157794701377451330" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />UP 3816 continued down the track and approached the grade crossing for old Hwy 138.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6eYa7JtWZgEe5ggtJYoapIfsU82Bn-wEOLzwKMrCMzlaVNAxYklbBga6MRHdtIs40Jz68brdw_-Ph0fAPXplBOMRQGsQ2-EVvFDOantVrnpGeFpckhnwQT65j1RwrHVFuh0vd7A/s1600-h/UP+3816b+010708.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6eYa7JtWZgEe5ggtJYoapIfsU82Bn-wEOLzwKMrCMzlaVNAxYklbBga6MRHdtIs40Jz68brdw_-Ph0fAPXplBOMRQGsQ2-EVvFDOantVrnpGeFpckhnwQT65j1RwrHVFuh0vd7A/s320/UP+3816b+010708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157796651292603778" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />BNSF 4383 began to move, so I made my way toward the summit overlook off of Hwy 138 to<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy5if6FSVwY5kB3al7TFq0E4MN4q0Re83q6sU8nfqUUu057Jvj7ZgQmZQx4JZ-O8GVmMkuQBAAULit-9gu-3mGG0_wGlRavF3rGifBNc85jS63E2XHtHFPItk2Ecd_drjmCSrXeg/s1600-h/BNSF+4383d+010708.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy5if6FSVwY5kB3al7TFq0E4MN4q0Re83q6sU8nfqUUu057Jvj7ZgQmZQx4JZ-O8GVmMkuQBAAULit-9gu-3mGG0_wGlRavF3rGifBNc85jS63E2XHtHFPItk2Ecd_drjmCSrXeg/s320/BNSF+4383d+010708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157794705672418658" border="0" /></a> wait for it. It took a while, but it rounded the curve.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Here is a wide shot as the train continues to make its way up around the curve.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJX5BhI95vYM5lBA-DiUT4oS7NDmLY8qnCDuPaa2cHszA_btiRCdxoq-UGsFUPDsZ2zXvywhUaxI-iA4PxfrVOf_B4cREDCgDPJTTFqyYzado9CiynrhTH3aOlaZjg2zSO2jaf6w/s1600-h/BNSF+4383h+010708.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJX5BhI95vYM5lBA-DiUT4oS7NDmLY8qnCDuPaa2cHszA_btiRCdxoq-UGsFUPDsZ2zXvywhUaxI-iA4PxfrVOf_B4cREDCgDPJTTFqyYzado9CiynrhTH3aOlaZjg2zSO2jaf6w/s320/BNSF+4383h+010708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157393534252135666" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Finally, the end of the train comes around the curve.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg53jhpCc_PLpRHgnUImznCnixkLKTEIyqLAXZXldV7tceV2XV0gRwLi5CumzP2lPHKZoVjM_jB9X3E5BGJmNs5HpC7dJ_bk0kWiZiyyYNDpqHDCLGVNjJKFeSGPQTmYI3mzxMpA/s1600-h/BNSF+4383i+dpu+010708.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg53jhpCc_PLpRHgnUImznCnixkLKTEIyqLAXZXldV7tceV2XV0gRwLi5CumzP2lPHKZoVjM_jB9X3E5BGJmNs5HpC7dJ_bk0kWiZiyyYNDpqHDCLGVNjJKFeSGPQTmYI3mzxMpA/s320/BNSF+4383i+dpu+010708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157393538547102978" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The last train I caught was a baretabel led by BNSF 4095. I had to get to work, so my time was<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6DEPpKyHoYqwSZuHvqeybFslEjCXJOdkgn4et8Lr1iMl9Hi0Z8YkG2pv9-NKhavHDCMyj3h1AXArt8QYkxPFt0Ej5e7fo6lcWyFOw47r9QRDkpLjC6xfTzpHdfhe3JxLoX4t0HQ/s1600-h/BNSF+4095b+010708.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6DEPpKyHoYqwSZuHvqeybFslEjCXJOdkgn4et8Lr1iMl9Hi0Z8YkG2pv9-NKhavHDCMyj3h1AXArt8QYkxPFt0Ej5e7fo6lcWyFOw47r9QRDkpLjC6xfTzpHdfhe3JxLoX4t0HQ/s320/BNSF+4095b+010708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157393542842070290" border="0" /></a> up. However, it was a great way to start the day.Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25014927.post-1143765099214131312006-03-30T16:07:00.000-08:002008-01-21T11:14:31.359-08:00More Rail Sunsets"Flaming Sky"<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8041/2604/1600/AMTK%20464%20d%209_30_05.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8041/2604/320/AMTK%20464%20d%209_30_05.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />AMTK 464 pulls into the Fullerton Amtrak Station under a fiery sky. (September 30, 2005)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />"Commuter Glint"<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8041/2604/1600/Metro%20851%20b%209_17_04.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8041/2604/320/Metro%20851%20b%209_17_04.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />SCAX 851 departs the Fullerton Amtrak Station as it pushes toward Los Angeles Union Station. (September 17, 2005)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />"High Green Sunset"<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8041/2604/1600/BNSF%20sunset%20g%209_24_04.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8041/2604/320/BNSF%20sunset%20g%209_24_04.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />An eastbound BNSF container train approaches the Fullerton Amtrak Station as the sun sinks through the signal cantilever. (September 24, 2004)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />"Commuter Dusk"<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8041/2604/1600/SCAX%20872%20022406.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8041/2604/320/SCAX%20872%20022406.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />SCAX 862 stops at the Fullerton Amtrak Station to let off commuters at dusk. (February 24, 2006)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />"Metrolink Glint"<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8041/2604/1600/SCAX%20887%20e%204_1_05.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8041/2604/320/SCAX%20887%20e%204_1_05.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>SCAX 887 approaches the Fullerton Amtrak Station. (April 1, 2005)Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25014927.post-1143675828396314892006-03-29T15:07:00.000-08:002008-01-21T11:14:06.729-08:00Rail Sunsets"Eastbound at Sunset"<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8041/2604/1600/BNSF%20sunset%201%209_30_05.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8041/2604/320/BNSF%20sunset%201%209_30_05.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />An eastbound BNSF train rounds the corner at Basta as it approaches the Fullerton Amtrak Station. (September 30, 2005)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />"West Colton Sunset"<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8041/2604/1600/Sunset8%20031406.2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8041/2604/320/Sunset8%20031406.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />The sun sinks into the clouds over the Union Pacific (former Southern Pacific) yard at West Colton, CA. (March 14, 2006)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />"Stacks at Sunset"<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8041/2604/1600/BNSF%204079%20d%20032406.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8041/2604/320/BNSF%204079%20d%20032406.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />BNSF 4079 leads a westbound container train through the Fullerton Amtrak Station at sunset. (March 24, 2006)Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05136956896340071161noreply@blogger.com0