The first freight train I ever saw on the Black Butte Subdivision that had a solid set of GEs climbs away from Mount Shasta.
The southbound Swift RoadRailer curves through the Sacramento River Canyon in fall 1999.
A yard engine rattles across the Fallbridge Sub main line at Vancouver to serve an industry. Trackage in this area has since been reconfigured, and these diamonds have been removed.
A westbound ATSF train in the Tehachapis highballs Bealville siding. The train was just the right length.
The final Bly Turn backs into OC&E's yard at Klamath Falls. Many local residents came out to watch the last logger enter town.
On a fine spring morning in the Klamath Basin, OC&E's Bly Turn heads east.
At dusk, an officer's special stops to detrain guests at Siskiyou siding, the peak of the grade out of Ashland over Siskyou Summit. Both of Oregon's US Senators were aboard the train. Guests board... (more)
Enroute to Wishram with a day excursion, SP 4449 passes a Little League practice in 2011. Photographers can recreate this scene this weekend when the SP 4449 returns from Bend. The Washougal field... (more)
As the Gilchrist family prepared to sell the Gilchrist Timber Company, some excess assets were liquidated. The KNOR's 70-tonner was sold to Modesto & Empire Traction. When the locomotive was deliv... (more)
OC&E's last loaded log train is arriving at Klamath Falls.
The eastbound Bly Turn backs into the East Switchback. Lead unit OCE 7602 started out life as GE U25B demonstrator 2501.
Espee's first rebuilt SD45T-2 is dead as a doornail at Dunsmuir. Before it departs on a train for Medford, the Roundhouse Foreman has stopped by to try and breathe some life into the motor.
The first cut of the last Bly Turn makes the reverse move between switchbacks.
Running around eight hours late because of a detour on the Oregon Trunk, the Coast Starlight snakes along the Sacramento River. The old Pacific Highway bridge in the background dates from 1925.
If I could go back in time and ride a train, the Shasta Daylight would be my choice. The closest I will ever come was the first summer Saturday evening of 1984, when the Louisiana World's Fair Day... (more)