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Abandoned mechanic's shop, Puget Sound, WA. Right after I took this, a gentleman with burn marks on his teeth arrived. We called out that we were there, so we wouldn't startle him. He apologized for the condition of the place when we told him we were taking pictures. We apologized for intruding. He explained that the shop had closed when the highway moved.
These mid 1960s Pontiacs were some of the most attractively designed cars ever built. Every curve, every line screams "FAST"! This one even has the original Pontiac Motor Division (PMD) wheels covers on all four tires with the appropriate thin-line whitewalls. I also took several shots of the interior - its in near mint condition.
Marie- Heavy French accent
Kage
Victor- french
Setting: Paris, France- 1998
Marie’s office
Marie- Here follow.
Kage- Where are we going?
Marie- To meet my children in the Garden of Eden.
Kage thinks to himself- what the hell is the Garden of Eden, let alone her “children”
Kage and Marie get into Marie’s Alpine. They drive to through back roads very fast. Marie drives recklessly and fast through downtown Paris nearly missing pedestrians and cars.
Kage- Holy shit slow down!
Marie- Watch your mouth vous essuyer le cul!
Marie drives through a more woodsy area reaching the top of a cliff.
Marie- We are almost there.
They get on top of platform on the cliff’s overlook.
Kage- Uhh... beautiful view of Paris.
Marie- hm.
Marie pushes some buttons and begins to drive.
Kage- Look out for the edge of the cliff!
Marie drives right off the cliff. Kage won’t stop screaming while they fall.
Marie- Shut up! You’ll draw attention!
Kage- We’re friggin’ falling!
Suddenly, a small aircraft or drone clamped on the top of the cars roof.
Kage- The hell was that!
Marie- I’m taking you to my facility, The Garden of Eden. That is where my children- I mean soldiers, are.
Marie and Kage reach The Garden of Eden. It’s an old gas station with a massive underground laboratory left behind from the Cold War. They enter through an old garage where there is an old man in a mechanic’s outfit.
Marie- Hello John.
Victor- Hello madame. How may I be of assistance.
Marie- My headlight is broken, can you fix that?
Victor- Follow me and let’s get you your paperwork.
Victor pushes a button hidden inside the cash register. He quickly closes the garage door. Then, an old makeshift shelf smoothly moves across, revealing an elevator behind it. Marie and Kage step in.
Marie- Suit up. First impressions matter.
Kage- O-of course!
Kage thinks to himself- What did I just get myself into?!
Marie- Are you ready to meet my children...
End of Issue one
"It's all ball bearings nowadays. Now you prepare that Fetzer valve with some 3-in-1 oil and some gauze pads. And I'm gonna need 'bout ten quarts of anti-freeze, preferably Prestone. No, no make that Quaker State." - Irwin M. Fletcher
I couldn't resist quoting one of my favorite silly movies as it seemed to apply here, especially with the look on the other mechanic's face. 2736px upload, so go ahead and view the original.
May 10-11 is National Train Day in the USA. Here's my tribute to the steam locomotives of the past.
'Somewhere in the course of manufacture,
a hammer blow or a deft mechanic's hand
imparts to a locomotive a soul of its own.'
Émile Zola, La Bête Humaine
'Oh no. Please, God, not that!' Vincent silently prayed as he turned to see what it was that had crashed beside him. There it was: his treasured wooden and copper compass broken into two pieces upon the floor.
Gazing up from the broken compass, Aiden saw the look on Vincent's face. He looked as if something had broken inside of him. The pain in his eyes for that split second was so palpable! For some reason, it was as if for that split second he could feel the captain's pain, himself! He felt a deep sense of guilt. He cleared his throat and leaned down, picking up the pieces and gently turning them in his hands to inspect them. Luckily, it didn't seem to have taken a lot of damage. In fact, the break was not a difficult fix!
Aiden stood, holding the two pieces to his chest and gazed at Vincent empathetically. "I'm so sorry, I didn't realize you were right behind me." Vincent looked up from the floor and at the compass at Aiden's chest. Before he could think of something to say, Aiden continued, "It just needs a bit of tweaking. Come on. I'll fix it!"
"Wait! Just....hold on!" Vincent looked up sharply and a stoic expression spread over his face as he shook his head. "I'll take it to get it fixed at a real mechanic's shop. Don't worry about it. Just give it-"
"But that's what I do!" Aiden responded, gesturing with his head towards the door. "My father runs an engineering workshop not far from here. I'll fix it for you, free of charge. It's my fault it's broken." Vincent stared now at Aiden's face. He could see the pleading look in his eyes and that partial hopeful smile. There was no way he was gonna let this kid work on his compass! He opened his mouth to demand the compass back when Aiden pleaded, "Please?" Vincent clenched his teeth as he felt his will suddenly break. What the hell?! He gave a sigh and closed his eyes before responding in a resigned tone, "Fine. Lead the way."
Aiden led Vincent out of the tavern and turned down the street away from the city square. It was a short walk and soon they were heading down Craftsman Alley. As they walked, Aiden heard his name called a couple of times by some of the smiths and merchants. He would always smile and wave back. He led Vincent down towards the end of the street towards a sturdy looking two story house. The sign above the stairs read: Anderson & Sons Engineering.
Aiden was surprised to find that the shop was locked up. His father must be out running errands. Or maybe he was having lunch with Ms. Moore from down the street! He let himself into the shop and held the door open for Vincent before walking straight to his working station by the window. Aiden set down the compass and turned to light the lantern so he could work. Once he did that, he turned to the windows and opened them so they could get some fresh, cool air in here!
While Aiden began setting up, Vincent stepped hesitantly into the workshop. He glanced around, taking in the appearance of the place. It was a good size and definitely had the look of a successful engineer’s shop. He heard the sounds of a tool case being unlatched and his attention returned to the compass. He'd not spoken a word since they’d departed the tavern. He watched as Aiden began to inspect a piece of the compass under the lamplight.
Aiden selected a tiny hammer and felt a touch surprised to hear the captain finally speaking a moment later. "You said this is your father's shop?" Aiden smiled a bit as he began to tap gently on the copper with the hammer. "Yeah. He's been doing it his whole life just like me." Aiden began to fix the tiny dents, working diligently and quickly. "He even created his own unique design with the jetboard. It's a big hit with the youth out here. Heh. Other people have tried to copy his skills but they can't come close." Vincent stared at him silently, his expression giving nothing away regarding his thoughts. Though truth be told, he felt a small headache coming on again. He could tell that Aiden was a rambler. And indeed, Aiden continued to speak.
"I remember when I was a wee lad I was fascinated by old engineering books I found here in Papa's workshop. Mama taught me to read and soon enough I was building my own toys. My favorite was when I made my first paper lantern." Aiden set down the hammer and began digging in the desk for screws. "Papa was impressed and I'd even figured it out on my own and he made me his apprentice right then and there. I wanted to be like him."
"Then why do you want to go so much? You have your parents and dreams of following in your father's footsteps. Why take the chance that you'll never return home?" Vincent's question weighed on Aiden but he knew his answer already. His eyes remained focused but his mind drifted slightly. "Very recently I was reminded that you only have one life to live. My mama would say that we all go about our lives living out our own stories but rarely do we get the chance to turn it into an adventure. So when she died a few years ago, she reminded me that it's okay to follow my dreams and reach for the stars. There is so much out there and I hear the call; I want to experience more than these four walls. I've loved airships and have been fascinated all my life. So even if I don't make it, at least I tried. I love my home but there's something missing and I'm hoping I'll find it out there." Aiden licked his lips, glancing at Vincent who just stared right back at him, a touch of intensity in that oceanic blue eye of his as if he almost didn't know what to say at all to this. "I'm going to get my chance. If not today, then one day I will." He gave a small shrug, a satisfied smile on his lips as he took the needed screw and set it, grasping a small screwdriver that he needed and began to tighten it.
Vincent's gaze lowered to the compass as he listened to Aiden's long winded speech. Aiden continued, "The idea of flying the skies, working every day with the engines and finding new, creative ways to make it better sounds like heaven to me. I don't consider anything a failure because no matter what, I learn. I am an engineer. I don't want to just be a deckhand. So if today's not the day, then that's okay, you know? Every day is a gift and I plan to make the most of it."
Aiden set down the screwdriver and checked the compass. He gave a small grin and held it out to Vincent who was now staring at him once more; always so stoic. Vincent reached out to take the compass, gazing down at it and to his relief found it looked as good as before! This kid was...good. Very good. He opened it up and gazed at the inscription before gazing back at Aiden and closing it. "Thank you." "It's my pleasure, Captain. And I am very sorry about the compass. Please accept my apologies." Vincent inhaled slowly and let it out before saying, "It's fine." He stared at the boy for another few seconds then turned to go, heading for the door.
Aiden let Vincent be the one to break their gaze, that small smile upon his lips. He wasn't going to let all this get him down. He began packing up his tools once more as he heard the door opening, the captain letting himself out. However, he didn't hear it close.
Vincent stood at the door, hand on the jamb as he stared at the opposite wall and warred with himself. Oh, he was going to regret this! He turned slightly and glanced at Aiden over his shoulder. "Tomorrow at eleven o'clock, be at the South Dock at bay four. Leon's Claw is the name of the ship. Don't be late."
Aiden's eyes widened as he stared at the captain. "R-really?!" he asked in a barely contained excited voice. Vincent sighed and responded, "Really." He looked ahead, walking through the open door and closing it behind him. As he closed the door, he heard Aiden shout "YES!" through the door. Vincent shook his head and left, heading for Leon's Claw to inform his First Mate of their newest addition to the crew. "You're gonna be the death of me, kid."
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Same spot, similar pose, different processing and crop as compared with my recent upload from the same shoot, i.e., in an abandoned mechanic's garage north of Holton, Kansas. This is from a shoot way back in December of 2012 as the sun was nearing the horizon. Don't know why I never processed this image before . . . other than the fact that MOST of the shots from this shoot sucked.
You might be surprised to know that there was actually quite a bit of light coming from behind me, as well as from the side. Isn't digital processing wonderful?
At the beginning of my mid-February three day "tour" of Northcentral Kansas, I pulled into Vesper--a tiny community of maybe 25 souls. I had been here once before, but none of the resulting photos seemed worthy of upload. This turned out reasonably well, I thought--of what may have been an old mechanic's garage. Hard to tell as there isn't much left inside, though there were a few scraps of auto related stuff laying about. However, that square in the center of the photo seems to have been a refrigeration unit--about ten feet long and six feet high What would that be doing in a mechanic's garage?
Anyway, unincorporated Vesper is about 7 miles west of Lincoln, Kansas with no extant businesses, but it does seem to have an operating church. And in case you weren't sure, that IS a dusting of snow on the grass and what's left of the roof.
This is a pano combining two photos.
Nevada Northern #93 (lettered NCCCo for her second owner) leads a short ore train on the original mainline through the center of Ely. This track survives for about a half mile ahead of the locomotive but is unused with the remainder through the center of town long gone. The "ore line" bypass around the north side of city built in 1907-1908 and up Robinson Canyon to the mines at Ruth is what survives today and is used by the NNRY excursion trains. That line is out of side about 1000 ft to the north on the other side of the building at left and the large roundhouse and shop complex.
They are pulling past at left what the National Register of Historic Places describes as:
"The Store House, commonly known as the Warehouse and Master Mechanic's Office, is athe 33 x 115 foot structure of masonry construction, with an east-west axis. The building is built of cast concrete blocks with a rusticated face, laid up in ashlar; the hip roof is clad in composition shingles, and its broad eaves provide weather protection. Windows are 6/6 double-hung in steel sash (though one in the east end has had the lower sash replaced by a single pane). A 10-foot wide freight platform extends along the north side of the building, with a series of freight doors giving interior access. Smaller entrance doors are located in the east and west ends of the building. The building has a partial basement that is used for additional storage.
The east end of the building contains two offices with linoleum floors and plaster walls. The storage area has a wood floor, and wooden stairs access both the basement and a loft that lines the perimeter of the warehouse.
The Store House contains maintenance records, parts blueprints dating to 1912, manufacturers' parts catalogs, parts specifications, railroad hardware in original containers, and numerous additional records, representing a wealth of research materials."
93 is a 2-8-0 Consolidation built in January 1909 (only three years after the railroad's completion) in Alco's Pittsburgh Works. Sold to Nevada Consolidated Copper Company in 1920 she passed to Kennecott's Nevada Mines Division before finally being retired and donated to the White Pine Public Museum in 1961. She was repatriated by the Nevada Northern Railway museum in 1990 in trade for the Cherry Creek Depot.
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Ely, Nevada
Saturday February 14, 2009
A recent arrival in Yorkshire is this well kept DAF XF still benefitting from the quality paint job and care of its previous owner. Seen in Castleford having dropped at Pelican, it awaits the Iveco mechanic's diagnosis on a Romac Strallis.
Abandoned mechanic's shop, Puget Sound, WA. Pages from a comic book are tacked to the wall beneath graffiti.
Replacing the popular but ageing Celebrity, the Lumina appeared in 1990 as Chevrolet's version of the GM W-body mid-size cars. Offered as a Coupé, a saloon, and (using a different platform) a minivan, the Lumina had a very modern and sleek style. Even today, the car still has a dignified profile.
The first Lumina was a success for Chevrolet with over 900.000 copies sold. However, the car suffered from poor quality and developed a reputation as an unreliable product. My family briefly owned a 1991 model and even though it offered a comfortable ride, it was plagued with enough gremlins that brought our family closer to the mechanic's.
The Lumina saloon lived to see a second generation but the Coupé was replaced by the Monte Carlo and the minivan by the Venture.
in second grade, i set fire to a weedy vacant lot beside a mechanic's shop on my way home from school where i had that day given a show-and-tell presentation of a science experiment in which i demonstrated how to extinguished a flame with carbon dioxide gas.
A snail with a mechanic's shack instead of a shell.
Thank you very much to Warren Kirk for allowing me to be heavily inspired by his photo.
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Détails d'une main de mécanicien travaillant sur le moteur d'une voiture avec une des bougies du moteur. Les doits sont couverts d'huile et c'est à mes yeux ce qui donne un coté vivant à cette photo.
Prise avec appareil Sigma SD1 Merrill et un objectif Sigma 17-50mm f2.8 DC HSM EX.
Details of a mechanic's hand working on a car engine with one of the spark plugs. The fingers are covered in oil, which, in my opinion, gives this photo a lively quality.
Taken with a Sigma SD1 Merrill camera and a Sigma 17-50mm f2.8 DC HSM EX lens.
"Let me see, let me see!!!" There is something very interesting going on in this compartment of the helicopter! Might be a TV set showing a football game or it might be some abnormal temperature indication judging by the fire extinguisher in the flight mechanic's hand. Subsequently she flew away just fine. Tag der Bundeswehr 2016 (Day of the Armed Forces) held at Flugplatz Hohn.
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As a cold autumn day in Caroline comes to an end, North Carolina Transportation Museum's Polar Express idles in between the backshop and Master Mechanic's office with FP7 #6133 in classic Southern Railway green on the point.
Interestingly, after only 5 weeks on the job, 1233 is missing, with 3098 returning to collect. Initially, I thought the truck shat itself, therefore requiring it to be in the mechanic's shop for repairs. However, as I got closer to the truck, I noticed that there was another driver there, instead of my regular one. It would be very rare for both the truck and driver to be out of serivce at the same time. So I'm assuming he's out in another part of town.
I'll have to wait until next week to see what happens.
At a bus garage mechanic's tool boxes are stored in a common area. A large American flag hangs from the ceiling.
Wide view inside the AAR facility in Duluth, MN where they contract to do heavy maintenance on Air Canada's narrow-body Airbus aircraft.
Originally built in 1995 for Northwest Airlines at a cost of $47.6 million, the facility closed in 2005 after a mechanic's strike and the airline declared bankruptcy leaving the city and state holding the bag on bond debt that funded its construction.
In 2007, the Duluth Economic Development Authority struck a deal to clear the debt and in 2012, finally landed AAR as a lease tenant who was looking to expand under their Letter of Agreement as maintenance partner with Air Canada.
From the left is an A-319 (C-FYJH), A-321 (C-GJVX), A-319 (C-FYKR) and A-320 (C-FFWN).