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This is the first fire tractor I have ever seen. An old Farmall AI set up for fire duty. Seen at the 2026 Florida Flywheelers Tractor and Engine Show.
John 14:6
Allchin Traction Engine Aquarius KE 1984, built 1901. Here powering a saw. Canford Arena. Bournemouth & Poole Preservation Club Steam & Vehicle Show June 2011
Taken at the Great Gillingham Gathering on Sunday 24th February 2013 using a Canon 550D with 18 - 55 lens
This 1915 Baldwin Steam Engine is on display in the parking lot of the Palmer Train Station in Palmer, Massachusetts
Engine room of JA 1267 NZGR. Taken at Mainline Steam workshops in Auckland at the September 2009 Open Day.
HDR info - 5 exposures with moderate use of Photomatix
As seen in the New Zealand Steam Railway Heritage Collection
On August 2nd 2011 Santa Clara Fire Department responded to a burning house. Fire had spread to a "structure" behind the house that contained a "heavy fuel load". The black smoke cloud was atypical of a house fire and looked more like a burning industrial complex. After the "structure at the rear collapsed the fire was quickly handled by first and second alarm units.
Engine 10 is a Hi-Tech built pumper on a Spartan Gladiator chassis
Here's two engine case nuts (located on top). A before and after the grinder and wave of sandblasting with aluminum oxide. Quite the difference. Again, clear coat or paint?
Special thanks to Jason at: Martini-Henry
Smeal Demo Engine
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CHESAPEAKE, Va. -- Contractor Ty Lyttle from Advanced Integrated Technology adjusts the support straps for the installation of the second twin engine and companion generator aboard the Corps’ Derek boat and dredge Elizabeth. The Elizabeth patrols federal navigable waterways of Hampton Roads, performing a wide variety of maritime missions, among them the removal of surface and underwater obstructions that would impede navigation. The new Iveco engines exceed the Tier 2 marine diesel EPA mandate, which significantly reduces the amount of oxides of nitrogen and particulate matter, both which contribute to serious public health problems as well as pollution to the environment, said Steve Baum, Norfolk District's project manager for the project. (U.S. Army photo/Pamela K Spaugy)
I just get a kick watching these things operate. I am going to buy one of these. What a way to waste time on a summer afternoon, kicking back, drinking beer, and watching one of these waste gas and pollute the air, and piss off pansy ass liberals, democrats, and enviro-freaks.
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A super looking Corvair with a V8 engine behind the front seat.
+ You gain an additional trunk.
- You have to wear earplugs.
Cruisin' Grand.
CN 6714 makes its final station stop at Val Royal, Quebec on a May afternoon in 1995. After discharging the rest of its passengers, the train will take the loop track via the switch in foreground for its return to Montreal.
Marillion
This Strange Engine
There was a boy who came into this world
At the hands of a holy woman in a holy place
He wore a red coat and walked a bulldog
Saw them reflected in the mirror of the lakes
Lived in the shadow of the mountains
With the smells of disinfectant, dusty old leather
And the polished wood of his bed
No more than a baby feeding swans on the river
Holding the hands of his mother
And the wax paper bag of yesterday's bread
And his father on the other side of the world
On the ships railings and some far away tide
With the silent dry tear of home thoughts from abroad
In his far away eyes
In his far away eyes
The smell of the wax on the wooden floor
Mixture of polish and soap
No children to fear or to play with
Rows of empty hooks for the coats
An upright piano and the boys in the choir
Still remind him of just before he was born
Remind him of just before he was breathing
Strange misty visions of God
Turn the cities into families
Into villages of souls
Hovering in the air while they're sleeping
With their houses invisible
Chase the moon between the buildings
Running as fast as I could run
Send to me the ghosts of Christmas
Whispering, "You're the only one"
And ever since I was a boy
I never felt that I belonged
Like everything they did to me
Was an experiment to see
How I would cope with the illusion
In which direction would I jump
Would I do it all the same
As the actors in the game
Or would I spit it back at them
And not get caught up in their rules
And live according to my own
And not be used, not be used
To find the fundamental truths
It was going to take some time
Thirty five summers down the line
The wisdom of each passing year
Seems to serve only to confuse
Seems to serve only to confuse
Daddy came out the navy and took us away
To his dirty grey home town
And he worked down on a coal mine for National Service
So that he could be around
There was a magical purple in the chrome of the exhaust
Of his Triumph motor bike
And a warmth of oil and metal and the thrill of the hard corner
Holding tight
From the horizon
Came home from the Navy to the mine
From the horizon
To buried alive
Took his dream underground
Buried his treasure in his faraway eyes
And one day as the boy lay sleeping in the sunshine
Of a half remembered afternoon
A cloud of bees with no particular aim, and no brain
Found the boy, decided that his time had come
Came down out of the sky
Stung him in the face
Again and again
Blue pain
Screaming like baptism
Intravenous, Jesus!
Like being chosen
Blue pain from something with no brain
I can't explain
It's happening again
It's happening again
Oh Mummy, Daddy, will you sit a while with me
Oh Mummy, Daddy, will you jog my memory
Tell me tall tales of Montego Bay
Table mountain, flying fish, banana spiders, pots of paint
And the sun on the equator
Setting like an ember thrown to deep water
From crimson to black
But coming back
Tomorrow
On the horizon
The blue pain
Fades to a point where it doesn't fade
It stayed
Blue
Stirred his red coat heart to this strange engine
This love
This love
This inconvenient, blind, blood-diamond
This puzzle
I don't understand
That knows no faith
And tries and fails
And tries again
Stares at the sea
The night's dark deep
For one last time
And bleeds
And bleeds
And dies for you
And lies
And is to blame
And is ashamed
And is not the same
And is true
And is true
Various power sits in the yard at Bensenville, IL. Of most interest here is the third unit, CP 6606, which is a former SOO SD40-2. Ex-SOO SD40-2s are very rarely seen in the United States!
Charging towards Chicago under the cover of darkness, one of the two P42's developed some engine problems while traversing the Rockies. As a result, a third locomotive had to be added in Denver. Whilst leaving the station, the newly added locomotive put on an incredible smokeshow.
The engineer sounds the whistle and your mountain excursion is under way. Our authentic 110-ton coal-fired steam engine takes you on a breathtaking five-mile journey through the foothills of the Great Smoky Mountains where you'll enjoy pastoral scenery and some of the most beautiful views that nature has to offer. Close your eyes and enjoy a fascinating trip back in time when travel in and out of the mountains of Pigeon Forge relied on trains like the Dollywood Express.