UP 8800 - AMT999-18 - Carlisle IA
I've been kicking myself for not chasing the AAPRCO special across the IC back in the early 2010s so I decided that I was going to take today off and chase it down the Spine Line. The weather was less than cooperative and the trees and power lines seem to be almost everywhere. Couple that with the general lack of train traffic and the difficulty of chasing because of adjacent roads and it's no wonder why the Spine Line at least between Nevada and KC is sparsely foamed.
Stew Buck and I were the only 2 chasing it between Nevada and Des Moines, and after each of us snagged it once in Des Moines, we got caught in traffic. We both expected a crew change at Easton, but it rolled straight through. Getting out of Des Moines, as anyone familiar will know, is a slow task and we thought that we might have lost the race south.
Nevertheless, we persisted and at Carlisle I opted to roll into town and check out the signals while Stew continued south. The signal was lined for a southbound so I alerted Stew and looked for a spot in town to shoot just to be safe. I settled on this curve shot that would have been absolute tits if the sun had been out but was decent without it.
UP 8800 - AMT999-18 - Carlisle IA
I've been kicking myself for not chasing the AAPRCO special across the IC back in the early 2010s so I decided that I was going to take today off and chase it down the Spine Line. The weather was less than cooperative and the trees and power lines seem to be almost everywhere. Couple that with the general lack of train traffic and the difficulty of chasing because of adjacent roads and it's no wonder why the Spine Line at least between Nevada and KC is sparsely foamed.
Stew Buck and I were the only 2 chasing it between Nevada and Des Moines, and after each of us snagged it once in Des Moines, we got caught in traffic. We both expected a crew change at Easton, but it rolled straight through. Getting out of Des Moines, as anyone familiar will know, is a slow task and we thought that we might have lost the race south.
Nevertheless, we persisted and at Carlisle I opted to roll into town and check out the signals while Stew continued south. The signal was lined for a southbound so I alerted Stew and looked for a spot in town to shoot just to be safe. I settled on this curve shot that would have been absolute tits if the sun had been out but was decent without it.