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The Loneliest Place I Have Ever Shot A Train
Canyon Diablo is located on BNSF's Seligman subdivision somewhere outside of the ghost town of two guns, and the site of a ghost town itself. Devil's Canyon is an apt name for this impressive gorge which actually halted the construction of the Atlantic and Pacific railroad in 1861. In this scene, an eastbound auto rack train is highballing across the desert flatlands east of Flagstaff over the Canyon Diablo bridge as the impressive San Francisco peaks shine in the desert sun. It was eery being out here, 3 miles down a dirt and rock road, with high clearance and an SUV definitely required. The view, of course, is stunning, and one of very few places you can photograph the entirety of a modern class-1 freight train, showing the breadth and stunning beauty of the desert. Like many photographers, I've shot trains in some pretty desolate places, but even out here with a buddy, the immense feeling of "alone" was freeing but weird. After a few trains, I was pretty happy to get out of here, and heading back towards Flagstaff.
The Loneliest Place I Have Ever Shot A Train
Canyon Diablo is located on BNSF's Seligman subdivision somewhere outside of the ghost town of two guns, and the site of a ghost town itself. Devil's Canyon is an apt name for this impressive gorge which actually halted the construction of the Atlantic and Pacific railroad in 1861. In this scene, an eastbound auto rack train is highballing across the desert flatlands east of Flagstaff over the Canyon Diablo bridge as the impressive San Francisco peaks shine in the desert sun. It was eery being out here, 3 miles down a dirt and rock road, with high clearance and an SUV definitely required. The view, of course, is stunning, and one of very few places you can photograph the entirety of a modern class-1 freight train, showing the breadth and stunning beauty of the desert. Like many photographers, I've shot trains in some pretty desolate places, but even out here with a buddy, the immense feeling of "alone" was freeing but weird. After a few trains, I was pretty happy to get out of here, and heading back towards Flagstaff.