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Quiet
A westbound coal train, led by a fresh-looking CNW C44-9w, and a UP Sd50, Sd40-2 and Sd60m rolls through the desert near Sage siding, Nevada (40.781095, -114.541030) some 15 miles or so from I80, and the quietest place I have ever been. It was so quiet my ears were ringing-when the wind wasn't blasting across the valley floor. The sun disappeared as the train appeared, leaving me with a bland sky and the distant mountains mostly a dream. In a few miles the train will burrow through a ridge in Hogan Tunnel, over which goes one of the worst roads imaginable.
This was July 11, 1996, and I was in between being a college freshman and a sophomore. It was one of the places I'd most like to return to, railfanning wise.
Quiet
A westbound coal train, led by a fresh-looking CNW C44-9w, and a UP Sd50, Sd40-2 and Sd60m rolls through the desert near Sage siding, Nevada (40.781095, -114.541030) some 15 miles or so from I80, and the quietest place I have ever been. It was so quiet my ears were ringing-when the wind wasn't blasting across the valley floor. The sun disappeared as the train appeared, leaving me with a bland sky and the distant mountains mostly a dream. In a few miles the train will burrow through a ridge in Hogan Tunnel, over which goes one of the worst roads imaginable.
This was July 11, 1996, and I was in between being a college freshman and a sophomore. It was one of the places I'd most like to return to, railfanning wise.