I grew up around the railroad. My dad worked for the railroad for 42 years. I was in the cab of an engine when I was six. I helped dad around the station in Henryetta, OK when I was that age. I loved trains. I have ridden passenger trains from Tulsa to St. Louis and even got my own sleeper. The other day I set out to photograph something railroad related and I remember just how powerful trains seemed to be when I was a kid. Well, looking at the mechanics of a freight car, everything about them says strength, power, durability, etc.
There is nothing fragile about a railroad car. It will be asked to travel millions of miles in all kinds of weather and remain outside for it's entire life cycle.
There is no such thing as a weak link in the coupling device that connect the individual cars and form the train.
Now this is a heavy duty suspension system and there is one between each pair of wheels.
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Hubby loves trains too. He would love to operate one, but we know that would be tragic. What great shots. Well, that's nothing new with your photography.
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Love close up photos like these.
ReplyDeleteWhat a nice post, growing up in central London it wasn't possible to get near any trains but I loved my train set heheh!
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Nice photos!
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I love everything about railroads. Growing up I sensed they were something important. My big adventure as a kid was in fifth grade riding the California Zephyr from central Utah to Chicago and the New York Central from there to New York City and then the New Haven on Connecticut to visit my Grandparents. Great pics Driller, you know your stuff.
ReplyDeleteA close look at the power of trains. Thank you!
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such elegance in these sturdy photographs.
ReplyDeleteLove this! Great pics to illustrate this! When our son was little, he absolutely loved trains. I was writing for a local newspaper at the time and did a feature story on a roundhouse in the area and he got to go there with me and sit in the cab of the engine and the caboose!
ReplyDeleteLove the details and the character in the photos =)
ReplyDeleteNot having grown up anywhere near trains, I've always felt romantically nostalgic about the part the railroad played in settling the west. It's easy to lose sight of the work horse aspect.
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