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It was a tight squeeze to get large locomotives such as Castle Class 7029 Clun Castle into Worcester Locomotive Works. There was a rail traverser outside the works to allow one locomotive to enter the works through a doorway. Large engines such as 7029 could not enter fully as shown in this view taken 19 September 1965.. During the final months of operation the last engines to receive attention were preserved engines 1420, 4555,6435, 7808 and of course 7029. The works were to close a month later.
Imagine steam locomotives chug, chug, chugging through Van Cortlandt Park. Last week I discovered that this bridle path was once the track bed for an abandoned commuter railway that was named Yonkers Rapid Transit. It was a western spur of the also defunct New York and Putnam Railroad and must have made for a beautiful ride to and from work.
Back when Yonkers was a village, as far back as 1887 residents of that hamlet could commute by rail from Getty Square to Manhattan. Being seventeen years before the New York City Subway was formed and thirty-one years before Henry Ford unveiled the Model T, that commute must have seemed like a modern marvel. Soon after the bridge over the Harlem River was shared with the then brand new Ninth Avenue El and with shared stations Yonkers residents could transfer and commute from Yonkers all the way down to Battery Park.
In 1916 New York City moved to take over the Manhattan section of the Putnam Division and by 1918 when the rails of the Old Putt were taken over by the Jerome Avenue El commuter service into Manhattan ended. But service continued on in the Bronx and Westchester with several connections to the Subway system. The Getty Square Branch along with the Bronx division of the Putnam Railroad went from locomotive breath to third rail electric power in 1926.
Because of railroad consolidation, the Harlem and Hudson lines falling under the same ownership, instead of competitive price wars there were reasons the owners no longer wanted to keep the Putnam running. Ending in the Bronx instead of the flagships Grand Central Terminal and Pennsylvania Stations was one, two lines were cheaper that three was another.
But popular demand forced the continuation of the passenger routes for a little while. The Yonkers Rapid Transit would be abandoned in 1943. After a legal battle by Yonkers residents to save it, which reached the United States Supreme Court, failed the line was scrapped in December of 1944.
The main route of the Putnam Division lasted a bit longer. In 1956, the New York Central announced its intention to end all commuter service on the Putnam Division while increasing fares on the nearby Harlem and Hudson Divisions. The people tried to fight that ending too but service cutbacks drove down popularity and people soon switched the other lines. The last Putnam Division passenger train ran on May 29, 1958.
Funny, while browsing information about the rail, back in the day when horse and buggy companies had no competition, they were suing these railroad lines. Much like the existing taxi drivers suing Uber today. But now that the old Yonkers Rapid Transit line is a bridle path, I guess the horses won this one.
Fuji X100
There's something about this lady that creeps me out. I've shot her a couple of times "candidly" but she knows I'm taking her photo and smiles at me.
She makes me shiver... don't know why.
Next time you're in Glasgow check her out. She busks outside the Apple store.
Just the thought of walking between the buildings made Leo the Zeppelin feel claustrophobic!
Geyserville, California 2015
Kasha-Katuwe Tent Rocks National Monument, New Mexico.
On your way from the parking lot uphill to the tent rocks you'll pass this short slot canyon.
Hello from Beau...he's been on a modelling hiatus...but he's back!
Today one of the stickers off his newest squeaker toys got stuck on his head....I managed to get this shot before he got it off himself.
If you ever want to check out lots of Beau shots I have a blog about him www.allaboutbeau.blogspot.com
Funny Story:
I went out the other night and crashed at a friend's place. The next morning I felt the usual post-heavy-night-of-drinking bowel urges, but decided not to destroy my friend's bathroom and just save it till I got home.
I'm on the road for about 5 minutes when suddenly, and without any warning at all (other than the warning light that had been on for 6 days) I run out of gas.
I pull off to a residential street in Beverly Hills and call AAA, who says they'll be there in no more than 30 minutes. Great. But the moment I hang up the phone... uh oh.
Biological emergency.
My first instinct is to find an alley, but in Beverly Hills there are no abandoned alleys that you can drop trow in willy nilly. So I go running down the street in the hopes of making it to a cafe or something, but nothing's open. Not even Petco.
Then, like an oasis in the desert, I spot a motel. I nearly get killed running across the street and, with a look that I'm sure said "either I shit in your bathroom or I shit on your floor," ask the woman at the counter if I may use the facilities.
When I say I JUST made it, we're talking fractions of a second. You wouldn't believe the sense of both relief and accomplishment that overwhelmed me. But that, of course, is when the tow truck calls and tells me they're going to leave if I'm not back at my car in 5 minutes.
So I wrap up and now I'm back in the street, running to get back to my car. I'm standing in the median of Santa Monica Blvd. and for some reason the traffic begins to stop to let me pass. I hate when cars do this, but whatever. First a van in the far lane stops, then the Porsche next to him. I reluctantly begin to cross and sheepishly wave to thank them for stopping.
And that's when I did a double-take as I noticed who was driving the Porsche.
It was House.
Yes, Hugh Laurie. WTF indeed.
So if you're keeping score, that's running out of gas for the first time in my life, coming the closest to shitting myself since I was probably 8, and a celebrity sighting.
All before breakfast.
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Squeeze box: my gurney just fits into the elevator. And with six other people piling in after me, there's barely room to think.
A friend of mine once told me that it is important that you should keep photographies as simple as possible. My previous picture is my favorite one from the set but I decided to give this one a go. Hope you enjoy it!
Lance Cpl. Tylan S. Kang, an Infantry Automatic Rifle Gunner with 1st Battalion Landing Team, 4th Marine Regiment, 13th Marine Expeditionary Unit and a native of Laguna Beach, Calif., sights in during a shooting competition aboard Naval Base Guam, Sept. 12, 2013. Marines and sailors with the 13th MEU will deploy for several months in support of theater requirements of Geographic Combatant Commanders.
(U.S. Marine Corps photo by Sgt. Christopher O’Quin/Released)
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These days I feel as if the walls are closing in on me from both directions.
I am determined to push my way through to safety!
This photo was taken by an Asahi Pentax 6 X 7 medium format film camera and SMC PENTAX 67 1:4 45mm lens with an 82mm Tiffen UV filter using Kodak Portra 400 film, the negative scanned by an Epson Perfection V600 and digitally rendered with Photoshop.
Squeezing between buildings and trees R454 FVX is about to make a stop in Branscombe, Devon. The 899 route is from Sidmouth to Seaton and uses narrow roads to serve tiny hamlets and bigger villages en-route.
Previously part of the Stagecoach Manchester fleet R454 FVX is a Dennis Dart 10.1.SLF with Alexander ALX 200 body. The bus is now with F.M. Searle (Axe Valley)
Copyright Geoff Dowling; all rights reserved
This photo has won the First Place in challenge session of dpreview.com.
This photo was taken during a world championship in Saga, Japan. While I was busy for shooting hundreds of balloons coming down for landing, I was so shocked to see this scene, and it seemed they keep squeezing to each other.
The Saga International Balloon Fiesta (佐賀インターナショナルバルーンフェスタ) is held at the beginning of November every year in Saga Prefecture, Japan.
The fiesta is held just outside of Saga City, along the Kase River. It has attracted over 150 balloons, and has gained a reputation as one of the top ballooning competitions in the world.
© Alan Tsai 2013, All Rights Reserved
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20220313-112742 I'm taking my anger at Putler's invasion of Ukraine, out on my old king size bed (which I am breaking up). Each time I squeeze the 'prick'ing pins, I think of Putler. I hope his b***s are aching! Unusual stuff coming from me today, but that is the way I have been feeling about the WAR in Ukraine since day 1. So many needless deaths. (No, I didn't miss one, I got 'em all!).