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We took off from Cheyenne and paralleled the Overland Route into North Platte before making our way to Omaha. Just east of Dix, Nebraska, UP #2654 splits the steam era signal installations with a westbound manifest.
Just on sunrise on 27 December 1992, V/Line loco N468 is departing Tailem Bend, South Australia, after a short stop with the overnight Melbourne to Adelaide 'Overland' service.
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Autumn is here: the first blush of autumnal colours are appearing in the Adelaide Hills as The Overland passes the once-busy Bridgewater Station yard: NR6 on 7MA8 Feb 14, 2020
Willys Overland Whippet - looks to be around a 1928. Part of the vintage car and tractor display at Parsons Farm Market in Keremeos, British Columbia.
In 1908, there were 465 Overlands built. The company became Willys-Overland in 1910. Seen at The Owls Head Transportation Museum in Maine www.ohtm.org/edu_col.html
Overland Track | TAS | Australia
This is a mini waterfall on the way to D'Alton Falls on the Overland Track in Tasmania.
Union Pacific 'Centennial' 6931 brings the OME (Overland Mail East) over NAPM's Southridge mountains.
Bruce Rogers modeled his DD40X by kitbashing an Athearn 'blue box' DD40 model with an F45 cab.
Photo by NAPM guest Bruce Rogers.
Visit the HO scale club on-line at www.napmltd.com.
In this photo the AEC bus (YRC 45) was not on its usual route as I'd taken it home to the quiet Hertfordshire village where I lived for a few days before the next trip left London for India on 14 November 1971.
On the side door was a summary of the route to India: Belgium, Germany, Austria, Yugoslavia, Greece, Turkey, Iran, Afghanistan, Pakistan, India. This particular bus never went further on to Nepal.
Photo taken by my father, GWT.
N465 heads the empty Overland consist for placing into the platform at Keswick for the nightly trip to Melbourne on 24-1-92, the photo was taken out of EL53 stabled on the mail siding
The last remaining Overland smokestack at sunrise.
Taken at the Parkway Annex of the Toledo Complex.
Turkey: December 1971
This photo, taken by John H, shows the AEC bus somewhere between Maras and Elazig, in central Turkey: the shivering passengers are reboarding the bus after they had had to walk for two kilometers in a snowstorm. It had been so bad that I'd been unable to see where the road was so they walked ahead a few metres in front of the bus, and I followed them, as there was steep drop to one side. Also, if the bus had begun to slide off the road then they wouldn't have gone with it – I'd kept the front door open so that if the bus had started sliding over the edge, I hoped to be able to leap out of it. It took five days to drive over 600 miles from the Mediterranean coast to Erzurum, which is on the main trunk road across Turkey to the Iranian border – part of the so-called Eurasian Highway, and in those days still made up of long distances of gravel. I had bought snow chains for the rear wheels in Adana; without them we would never had got anywhere; they were needed until we got to Agri, having finally got over the Tahir Pass, once it had been re-opened after the colossal snowfalls. One section of that trip, from Malatya to Elazig, took a whole day to drive just seventy-odd miles.
Some of the passengers on the Safaris Overland trip that left London for Kabul, on 14 November 1971. The photograph was taken on Christmas Day, 1971 at Persepolis whilst on an excursion from the main route at Tehran. About half the passengers requested to be able to go south and see Isfahan, Persepolis and Shiraz. I charged them enough to pay for the diesel for the 1,200 mile round trip, which took us five days.
This cost them each very little — in those days you could buy about 15 gallons of diesel for £1 (GBP) in Iran – so this side-trip was good value for money. The remainder of the passengers stayed in Tehran until we got back, probably recovering from the gruelling trip so far – just to get this far through the most extreme winter in this region for many, many years. At Isfahan there had been some, not much, snow on the ground, but here at Persepolis there was a welcome trace of warmth in the sun – at last.
On the left is David, Patrick is in the brown coat, and Isabel is smiling because she's spotted the camera.
This trip was unable to get to India due to the war-like political situation between Pakistan and India at the time, so it terminated in Kabul, Afghanistan. All the passengers on this trip were travelling further on, so they did this by taking local buses to Pakistan, or flights direct to India.
The Historic Overland Corner Hotel is situated along the Goyder Highway, 21 kilometres from Barmera in the Riverland, South Australia.
Originally set up as a watering hole for drovers and overlanders operating between New South Wales and the Adelaide Colony, it also served as a temporary camping ground for steamers passing through on the River Murray, which flows a mere 600ft from the hotel. The historic building was erected in 1859, and since that time has served as a staging point, a general store, a police station and even the local Post Office.
In 1965, the building was purchased by the National Trust of South Australia and, with the aid of locally raised and commonwealth funding, the fossilised limestone building was completely restored. It now stands as a beacon of history in the Riverland, and is the oldest structure to remain standing in the area. Today, the Overland Corner operates as a hotel, serving some of the finest cuisine in the Riverland amongst the beautiful backdrop and serene settings of Overland Corner.
With regular live events, several of the finest locally brewed beers and wines, and a friendly and comfortable atmosphere, the Historic Overland Corner Hotel is a 'must visit' location for locals and travelers alike.
Local Accession Number: 2012.AAP.123
Title: Overland, July
Creator/Contributor: Dixon, Maynard, 1875-1946 (artist)
Date issued: 1895 (inferred)
Physical description: 1 print (poster) : color ; 49 x 38 cm.
Summary: An advertising poster featuring a large black bird.
Genre: Book & magazine posters; Prints
Subjects: Birds
Notes: Title from item.
Date note: Date from: American Posters of the Nineties.
Statement of responsibility: L M D
Collection: American Art Posters 1890-1920
Location: Boston Public Library, Print Department
Rights: No known restrictions.
The Overland was normally rostered for two locomotives throughout on its interstate run between Melbourne and Adelaide during this era, but occasionally extra units could appear as a result of failures or loco balancing between Tailem Bend and Adelaide.
On 22 November 1987, broad gauge locos 954/X46/963 roll downhill from Sleeps Hill Tunnel only a few minutes away from journey's end in Adelaide - in this case was likely that 954 was added at Tailem Bend.
As you can see we have some fancy stuff here in Missouri. Wife and I have lived in the Kansas City area for over 32 year and we never knew this place existed. Guess with raising kids and working all the time, we just didn't get around to seeing all the cool attractions in town. Well the kids are all grown up so we have more time to find cool places like this one in the future. One thing is for sure, I will be going back to this place again. Its a big place and if you like flower photography, you will never run out of stuff to shoot.
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Future New Overland Park Fire Station 45 and Police Sub-Station at 16279 Antioch Road.
Fire bays are on the right side with police on the left side
Picture ID# 1763, 1764, 1765
HDR - High Dynamic Range
London: 24 July 1971
The Safaris Overland bus (YRC 45) about to leave Clapham Common for Dover. This was to be a longer tour-type trip instead of a direct drive to India: the route was across Belgium, Germany, Austria, Yugoslavia to Greece – with a diversion down to Athens and Delphi, before driving back up to northern Greece and the Turkish border. First stop in Turkey was Istanbul for a few days, then back to the ferry at Gallipoli to cross from Europe to Asia. Then drive along the Mediterranean coast before heading north to join the main road across Turkey to Iran. Across Iran, via Tehran, the Caspian Sea and on to the Afghan border. Three stops in Afghanistan: Herat, Kandahar and Kabul before the Khyber Pass and crossing into Pakistan; after a few days in Lahore it was cross into India and stop at Amritsar before heading north for Kashmir. The last leg was back down to India and pick up the Grand Trunk Road and drive to Delhi. An optional extra was a 2-day trip from Delhi down to Agra and the Taj Mahal.
When I first went overland to India in the late 1960s, there were about a total of two thousand miles to be driven on dirt roads; the first section was south of Belgrade, down to Skopje; a short distance in Greece, and a long stretch across central and north-eastern Turkey and six hundred miles across Iran. Each year the roads were improved; I last drove the route in early 1977 and by then less than two hundred miles of dirt road remained – and that was in eastern Turkey.
Persepolis, Iran: 25 December 1971
It is the morning of Christmas Day 1971: the 37-seater AEC Reliance bus I was driving from London to India is seen here parked beneath the forty-odd feet high Grand Terrace at Persepolis. That's not an item of seasonal traditional decoration behind the windscreen — it's an inflated condom.
Eventually we had arrived in Tehran, running about two weeks late. Once we entered Iran the weather slowly began to improve, so that when a diesel injector pipe split on the engine I was able to replace it, even though the temperature had warmed up to about minus 15°C. At the time we were on the almost deserted main trunk road from the Turkish frontier to Tabriz; the absence of traffic was because the road was a continuous sheet of ice – and no-one else was daft enough to drive on it. While I fixed the engine the passengers were enjoying themselves sliding down the road – and then the bus slowly began to move. With the bus side panels opened up to access the underslung engine, I squatted in the road and wondered why the injection pump was moving away from my hand that held the spanner – the bus was very slowly sliding on the ice, with the parking brake on, and nobody in it . Someone heard me shouting, saw what was happening and jammed a couple of the large wooden chocks under the tyres and luckily the thing finally stopped moving.
We stayed in Tabriz that night and drove on to Tehran the following day and booked into the usual place – the Amir Kabir Hotel. This establishment was the halfway-house on the overland trail to India, and a favourite haunt for travellers; but this time, one night there was enough – it was far too cold in the unheated rooms, which were on open balconies. Most of us moved to the nearby Armstrong Hotel; it was more expensive but the rooms had heating. Another plus-point of the Armstrong was that it sold alcohol in the basement restaurant. The local beer came from the Shams brewery in Tehran; of course, all that went with the overthrow of the Shah at the end of the 1970s.