Kingman Canyon
An eastbound intermodal train slowly climbs the grade through Kingman Canyon on main track two.
In the moments when a break in traffic on the nearby interstate highway coincided with a lull in the ever-present wind, the prime movers of the four locomotives could be heard long before they appeared in view.
I had allocated five hours of morning daylight in Kingman at the end of my time in Arizona, thinking it would be sufficient to shoot the classic photo locations there. After that time passed in what felt like a blink of the eye, it was apparent that one could spend several days shooting there, and still have barely scratched the surface on the potential great photo angles. The majority of the shots of the high bridges on main two favor early morning light. Unless you have the luck of a steady parade of eastbound trains, you would need at least two mornings to shoot the three bridges in peak lighting conditions. Lesson learned for next year.
Kingman Canyon
An eastbound intermodal train slowly climbs the grade through Kingman Canyon on main track two.
In the moments when a break in traffic on the nearby interstate highway coincided with a lull in the ever-present wind, the prime movers of the four locomotives could be heard long before they appeared in view.
I had allocated five hours of morning daylight in Kingman at the end of my time in Arizona, thinking it would be sufficient to shoot the classic photo locations there. After that time passed in what felt like a blink of the eye, it was apparent that one could spend several days shooting there, and still have barely scratched the surface on the potential great photo angles. The majority of the shots of the high bridges on main two favor early morning light. Unless you have the luck of a steady parade of eastbound trains, you would need at least two mornings to shoot the three bridges in peak lighting conditions. Lesson learned for next year.