Peek-a-boo! The smiley face scratched into the grime on the nose door of BNSF 1090 expresses its relief at seeing sunlight once again following a 7.8-mile journey through the darkness of Cascade ... (more)
Drama had been building for a few minutes as I could hear the sound of laboring Geeps echoing through the remote canyon that the STMA's ex-Milwaukee Bovill Branch twists through between Lotus and ... (more)
First light on a spring morning finds an empty grain train stretched out along the namesake of BNSF's Lakeside Sub, Sprague Lake, as little cotton ball-like puffs of mist start to burn off under t... (more)
Long shadows are cast across downtown Seattle during the last minutes before sunset as the purple streetcar begins yet another trip to South Lake Union.