CPR Roxton Falls
This shot I posted several years ago with the wrong information so it's only appropriate to set things straight today.
After arriving into Roxton Falls, Quebec, the crew of the Drummondville local pause for refreshments, and to take a hand off of lunch provided from yours truly for their wonderful hospitality.
The rails here did some center street running for a short distance in this village. Today this is completely paved and part of the bike path.
On my trip one unusual thing the crew did was to share responsibilities. They all at one point operated the locomotive and all rotated to the ground work, except for the conductor, who stayed in the van.
I myself was included to operate the 1839.
"You know how run, don't you"?, I was asked.
"Sure"!, so they let me take over for a ways, not even leaning over my shoulder as I ran. I believe I ran from Roxton Falls to the Route 55 crossing south of Drummondville.
It's not a difficult run, but there is a bit of a hill between Acton Vale and Drummondville. I was asked, "just keep it at 25", so I did what my step-father taught me. "Take off a little air, bail off, and use throttle your way through. A procedure he called, "power braking".
At Drummondville we stop to cut the van in the middle of the wye, and up comes the old head conductor.
"Who was running back there?!"
The crew had an, "Oh, shit" look on their faces.
"This young fellow was", they told him.
The conductor immediately snaps, "HA! I knew it wasn't any of you! That's the smoothest ride I ever had coming down the hil!"
With that, he turned and went back to the van.
As GSP points out in my previous post, he never shot the falls. Well, due to providing lunch here, either did I, but my traveling companion did on the northbound run while I was touring the line from the cab.
It can be seen here.
CPR Roxton Falls
This shot I posted several years ago with the wrong information so it's only appropriate to set things straight today.
After arriving into Roxton Falls, Quebec, the crew of the Drummondville local pause for refreshments, and to take a hand off of lunch provided from yours truly for their wonderful hospitality.
The rails here did some center street running for a short distance in this village. Today this is completely paved and part of the bike path.
On my trip one unusual thing the crew did was to share responsibilities. They all at one point operated the locomotive and all rotated to the ground work, except for the conductor, who stayed in the van.
I myself was included to operate the 1839.
"You know how run, don't you"?, I was asked.
"Sure"!, so they let me take over for a ways, not even leaning over my shoulder as I ran. I believe I ran from Roxton Falls to the Route 55 crossing south of Drummondville.
It's not a difficult run, but there is a bit of a hill between Acton Vale and Drummondville. I was asked, "just keep it at 25", so I did what my step-father taught me. "Take off a little air, bail off, and use throttle your way through. A procedure he called, "power braking".
At Drummondville we stop to cut the van in the middle of the wye, and up comes the old head conductor.
"Who was running back there?!"
The crew had an, "Oh, shit" look on their faces.
"This young fellow was", they told him.
The conductor immediately snaps, "HA! I knew it wasn't any of you! That's the smoothest ride I ever had coming down the hil!"
With that, he turned and went back to the van.
As GSP points out in my previous post, he never shot the falls. Well, due to providing lunch here, either did I, but my traveling companion did on the northbound run while I was touring the line from the cab.
It can be seen here.