BNSF snow dozer 940027 clears the mainline through Cloquet.
BNSF 1506 was originally built in 1959 as a high-nosed GP9 for the Burlington Northern, and worked the Illinois area. It was rebuilt as a GP28M and still retained its true BN colors while working ... (more)
The summer yellows are out in full bloom as the Duluth Transfer runs light engine past CN's Duluth ore dock as the M/V Indiana Harbor backs up to the shiploader.
BNSF Byron Turn returns to Pasco Yard, crossing through the Yakima River delta.
the Byron Turn out of Pasco yard crosses an irrigation canal as it heads out to serve an industrial area in North Richland
Normally this would a normal day for the Brainerd Local, but this trip was the last they would make to the mill, which was closed at this point. They dodge traffic for the last time as the fate of... (more)
On a beautiful calm 73-degree summer evening the Duluth Transfer makes its way across a former NP swing span on the St. Louis River. This bridge is well over 100 years old.
A nice pair of BNSF geeps (GP40-2 3004 is the other) shove cars into the recycled paper section of the Duluth Mill on a beautiful summer evening.
Temporary snow melt flooding allowed for this reflection of the Brainerd Local zipping west to serve the mill in Brainerd for the last time. By the time I was on my way back this was nothing more ... (more)
FIN! The last regularly scheduled movement, and possibly last of any kind over this street running in Brainerd. The mill shut down and the local is seen here after retrieving two boxcars of scrap ... (more)
Brainerd Local heads west. It will service the mill in Brainerd for the last time today.
The Brainerd Local rolls through the center of 1st Avenue NE on its way to the paper mill in Brainerd.
The perils of street running as the Brainerd Local makes one of its last deliveries to the Wausau Paper plant, which ceased production this month.
Transfer picks its way through heavy snow along appropriately named Winter Street.
A switch crew goes about their work as a late season storm ramps up. The deer in the distance is looking for a dinner of spilled grain.