Standing track side in a cold rain while holding an umbrella over the camera and forsaking my dryness, I couldn't help but ask myself "Why?". Ninety seconds later I had my answer. Westbound thro... (more)
Through the fog. Iowa Interstate's doubleheaded 2-10-2s emerge from the fog and blast past the former Rock Island station in Wilton with a manifest freight. The Chinese imports were on thei... (more)
A thin layer of river fog works to reflect a clear signal that's awaiting an approaching eastbound train. The large concrete pier is all that remains of the giant cantilever that came down when d... (more)