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Gotta Go
The rumor mill was flooded with conjecture Thursday morning at the dorm. Conversations in the common area centered around the approaching storm and when it would begin. Opinions abounded, but a Winter Storm Warning was in effect at 3pm.
My conductor and I were on duty on 12:45 eastern for the afternoon UPS train. As we were waiting for transportation to the yard, the first snowflakes started to fall. No big deal.
About an hour later, as we were doubling up the train from three different tracks, the weather took a turn for the worst. The wind began to howl. Snowfall was heavier. It was getting uglier.
With the air test complete, we headed up to Englewood. The dispatcher already had lined up a light engine move, putting us and another eastbound on hold. I glanced down at my watch. The time was almost 3pm.
With the wind blowing and snow swirling, I hopped down for a quick photo. It was noticeable colder than an hour ago. Conditions were deteriorating by the minute.
With my photo in the can, I retreated back to the warm cab of my AC44C6M. Within seconds of taking off my coat, a signal popped up for both us.
It was now race time to see who gets out of town first. I must admit that it wasn't much of a race though, as my 13,200 horsepower consist absolutely dusted a long and under powered one unit wonder.
Gotta go!
December 22, 2022
Gotta Go
The rumor mill was flooded with conjecture Thursday morning at the dorm. Conversations in the common area centered around the approaching storm and when it would begin. Opinions abounded, but a Winter Storm Warning was in effect at 3pm.
My conductor and I were on duty on 12:45 eastern for the afternoon UPS train. As we were waiting for transportation to the yard, the first snowflakes started to fall. No big deal.
About an hour later, as we were doubling up the train from three different tracks, the weather took a turn for the worst. The wind began to howl. Snowfall was heavier. It was getting uglier.
With the air test complete, we headed up to Englewood. The dispatcher already had lined up a light engine move, putting us and another eastbound on hold. I glanced down at my watch. The time was almost 3pm.
With the wind blowing and snow swirling, I hopped down for a quick photo. It was noticeable colder than an hour ago. Conditions were deteriorating by the minute.
With my photo in the can, I retreated back to the warm cab of my AC44C6M. Within seconds of taking off my coat, a signal popped up for both us.
It was now race time to see who gets out of town first. I must admit that it wasn't much of a race though, as my 13,200 horsepower consist absolutely dusted a long and under powered one unit wonder.
Gotta go!
December 22, 2022