Monday, March 31, 2014
Sunday, March 30, 2014
March 30, 2014: Caught in the Act
From this week-end's trip to Coupeville and Port Townsend, Janice caught me in the act of just chillin' on the Keystone Ferry.
Saturday, March 29, 2014
March 29. 2014: The Snow Fence
Ever since I've been coming to Montana, I've been photographing trains going by this old snow fence. It's one of those spots where I know there is a great shot, I just haven't quite found it. Sadly, the fence is nearly gone these days.
Friday, March 28, 2014
Thursday, March 27, 2014
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
Tuesday, March 25, 2014
Monday, March 24, 2014
March 24, 2014: First Pass
On a foggy morning in early spring a farmer makes the first pass across a field, disking down the winter cover crop.
Sunday, March 23, 2014
Saturday, March 22, 2014
March 22, 2014: Merritt Overtake
A westbound container train overtakes a slower coke train at Merritt, the base of the steepest portion of the climb up east slope of Stevens Pass.
Friday, March 21, 2014
Thursday, March 20, 2014
March 20, 2014; Season's First Harvest
Daffodils and tulips, the first crops of the season in the Skagit Valley. A picking crew fans out across a field in bloom in the early morning hours.
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
March 19, 2014: Rows and Rails
The daffodils are blooming in Skagit Valley. The same photo taken in color, all the eye sees is the yellow of the flowers. In black and white, the patterns of the horizontal and vertical lines emerge.
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
Monday, March 17, 2014
March 17, 2014; Still Kicking
The Old Man turns 92 today. Still living on the farm, still in good health. When people talk about "sturdy stock," they're talking about this guy.
Sunday, March 16, 2014
March 16, 2014: Hard to Beleive
These two people have been married 40 years as of today. Hard to believe. I guess time does fly by when you're having fun.
Saturday, March 15, 2014
March 15, 2014: Forgotten Rails
Blackberries and alder slowly engulf a set of tracks near Monroe, WA. Few remember when these rails were occupied by the orange and black locomotives of the Milwaukee Road. Fewer still can recall the steam powered trains that once passed through.
Friday, March 14, 2014
March 14, 2014: Elevation
An eastbound train is about the enter the Cascade Tunnel, drilled under Stevens Pass. High above the locomotive is the Windy Point tunnel on the old line by-passed by the "new" tunnel. Elevation, in the case of a railroad, less is better.
Thursday, March 13, 2014
March 13, 2014: The Railroad that Went to Sea
Remains of the old interurban line that ran across Samish Bay from Blanchard to just south of Bellingham.
Wednesday, March 12, 2014
March 12, 2014: The Best Time of Day
The sun has just crested the valley, the cows are up and grazing waiting to be milked, the air is cool and crisp, early morning in the summer, the best time of day.
Tuesday, March 11, 2014
Monday, March 10, 2014
Sunday, March 9, 2014
March 9, 2014: The Canyon Comes to Life
A quiet sunrise down in the Nason Creek canyon is disrupted by the sound of a heavy freight climbing the grade.
Saturday, March 8, 2014
Friday, March 7, 2014
Thursday, March 6, 2014
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
March 5, 2014: Stilli Sunrise
One of the advantages of traveling county roads on a daily basis, scenes like this are a common occurrence.
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Monday, March 3, 2014
March 3, 2014: Easing Her Down the Hill
It takes power to lift a train to the top of a mountain pass. It takes skill to bring it safely back down. The engineer of this double stack train eases his train down the west slope of Stevens Pass.
Sunday, March 2, 2014
March 2, 2014: Axes and Shovels
98 broken bodies lay buried under a mass of snow, trees and shattered rail cars. By this date, 104 years ago, there was no hope of finding anyone alive. In fact, there was concern some would not be found at all, at least not until the spring thaw. Axes and shovels is all they had. Hope had been swept away.
Saturday, March 1, 2014
March 1, 2014: Violence
Jutting out from under a giant charred fir log is an inverted queen post. It tells the story of the final moments of one of the passenger cars swept away 104 years ago this past night by the giant Wellington Avalanche. At 1:42 AM a wall of moving snow struck the two trains of which this car was a part. The force tripped the car sideways off the track and began to roll it down the steep embankment. As it rolled it turned 90 degrees ending up sliding upside down further down the mountainside. By now, the windows had been blown out and shattered. The wood sides were being crushed and ripped from the frame as was the interior. Parts of the steel framing were being torn, bent then scattered all the way to the bottom of the canyon. Somewhere within that mass of snow this log was being propelled. It scraped across the bottom of the inverted car tearing off the steam and air pipes along with this queen post. When the log came to an abrupt halt ramming a stump, the pipes it was dragging wrapped around yet another stump like pieces of limp pasta.
Within minutes, it was over.
The pipes bent around the stump and this queen post remain as a grim reminder. If forged steel and bolted on wood were so quickly mangled and destroyed, how much more violent an end came to the mere flesh and bone sleeping within this car?
Within minutes, it was over.
The pipes bent around the stump and this queen post remain as a grim reminder. If forged steel and bolted on wood were so quickly mangled and destroyed, how much more violent an end came to the mere flesh and bone sleeping within this car?
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