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Grumman S-2 (S2F) Trackers, Tucson, Arizona.
If airplanes could talk imagine the stories these Trackers could tell. Thousands of hours flying over the oceans of the world, exotic ports of call. All this history largely lost to time.
Trying out some pan action...
Led by GP38-2 #700, IAIS train W300 runs north on the Peoria Sub near Putnam, IL with two FRA cars in tow.
The Track down to the farm. Anchor-handlers working on the to lift the Safe Caledonia's anchors this evening. A good sign that things are improving offshore.
Managed to spot a good lead to make the photo👌.
Oldie but a goodie. Freestyle painted in 1994 with Chen under the south Minneapolis Tracks. This piece was really significant at the time and was a relatively different style then people were used to seeing in Minneapolis. I basically rocked a piece in what I consider to be a style in the culture of Cali graffiti at the time. It wasn't as good as what I was used to seeing but I was so infuenced at the time by writers that I had grown up admiring like Risky, Power, Slick, Hex, Dream (L.A.), Green and Charlie that it came out in my style. Originally, I painted with Chen but he never finished and I did. Funny thing is, while painting this, I had a younger writer (now a famous T.C. writer) and his Mom, stand behind me and watch me and ask me questions the whole time. I didn't mind. At them time, I was just flattered to have anyone take notice. Also, when I came back a few days later to try to get a photo, I didn't realize that there was a group of people sitting up on the embankment behind the wall. When I took the photo, I heard some people start screaming and yelling at me. I began to walk away and noticed that a small mob had decided to attempt to snatch my camera and jump me. As they approached, I took off running to gain a distance on them. I figured I had a better shot at fighting one or two that followed before the rest caught up. I ran about 10 blocks with some of them on my tail. I finally stopped when it was me and only one other dude. I grabbed the biggest rock I could find and quickly turned and started to go for him. As I got about 5 feet away, he realized that he was alone and that I had now become the aggressor and he stopped dead in his tracks. I think that he had thought that I would be afraid of him. With a giant rock in my hand, I wasn't afraid of shit. He paused and I started to threaten him. He couldn't understand me because he only spoke Spanish but knew I meant business. Right about then, a female approached and intervened. She stated, "He thought you were trying to take a picture of us. We are homeless and drug addicts. We were using drugs and he thought you took a picture of us. Don't hurt him." I told her to tell him I was only taking pictures of my graffiti. She did. He quickly changed his demeaner and when I saw him change to a nonaggressive attitude, I put the rock down. We clearly had a stand off that was based off of a misunderstanding. He looked me over and then they turned and walked back to join their group and I climbed the bridge embankment I was at and went home. It was A really intense sitiuation and I am glad that nothing bad ended up happening. It could have been bad on both our ends. Crazy times!
"Be bored and see where it takes you, because the imagination's snowy wilderness is worth crossing if you want to sculpt your soul."
-Nancy Gibbs-
On May 21, 2024, 6:43 a.m., I was on the Margate City Beach when I saw these huge tire tracks in the sand.
Ispica 1988
Analogue Slide scan
Plustek Scanner
Kodak Film Kodachrome 64
Camera Canon A1
South sicilia italy
You may look at this and say "that's not a bridge", but it actually is the vey end of one. This track is in Parkersburg, WV, and the curve in the distance is the bridge across the Ohio River. It is actually pretty high up over the water, but the slope of hill rises to meet the track at this point.
I also think this is one of those "you had to be there" shots that is more impressive to behold in person than in a picture. I personally found it very compelling to see, though, especially when the train went back and forth several times a day, including a few minutes after I captured this.
Amtrak 682 crosses the Charles River and passes a track gang inspecting the switches of the approach to North Station.
The German Philipp Holzmann company was responsible for the construction on the Taurus-section, part of the Berlin-Baghdad railroad project, some 70 kilometres north of Adana. The most difficult phase of the project was crossing the Belemedik plateau in the Taurus Mountains. To accommodate all necessary personnel, approx. in 1907 a large shanty town was built by the Germans (Holzmann company) at Karapınar railway stop (later called Belemedik) in Pozantı district.
Between 1907 and 1914 estimated 3,500 Germans and Austrians where living here. They were engineers, technicians and railway workers (special railway construction platoon 5, Eisenbahnbau-Sonderkommando 5), often with their families. For the Turks in the vicinity, the shanty town was considered the “German city”. It was designed to meet all the needs of the company’s employees. A hospital was built to the state of the art of those days (employing German doctors and nurses), a German church, a mosque, a German school for the children of the employees, a cinema, waterpipes/drainage system, big stone houses, etc. and even a brothel (about 1 km outside of the city). Belemedik was also one of the first cities in the Ottoman Empire that enjoyed 24h electricity thanks to a power station,
Starting as a village, Belemedik gained the appearance of a regular provincial town. Next to Germans and Austrians, a number of Turkish people were attracted to settle here as well as traders. Holzmann had also employed locally many Greeks, Armenians and Turkishs workers and in addition, the Ottoman government provided prisoners (including Armenians in 1914/15) to work in the tunnels. Hence, there was also a detachment of Turkish soldiers in the small city. From 1916 on, an unknown (to me) number of Allied POWs were based here to support the on-going construction works. As stone houses were not common in that region in those days, they have most likely been accommodated in tents or wooden/shanty houses (of which nothing has remained). At its peak in 1917/18, nearly 35,000 people populated Belemedik.
The railway station Karapınar was opened in 1912. Even by then, the site was called Belemedik. According to one source the name Belemedik is the corrupt form of the Turkish word Bilemedik meaning We couldn't guess. During the railway construction, each tunnel was bored by two teams working at the opposite sides of the tunnel. The teams were required to meet at the mid point. When for any reason, one team failed to accomplish the task, the excuse was the word bilemedik and in German pronunciation it became belemedik. Belemedik was the end of the railway until the completition of the Giaudere (Varda)-viaduct at Hacıkırı in September 1918, the connection to Adana (Durak) was openend in early October 1918 finishing the railway works just before the end of the war. The section is using 37 tunnels with a cumulative length 14.4 km).
Work on the railway was long and hard. In the eight years of construction in the area 41 German citizens people lost their lives (accidents, slides and diseases). In 2005, the German Honorary Consul Dr. Teyfik Kısacık bought land and with the help of German company Pratiker (Metro AG) as well as locals opened in September 30, 2005 a new German cemetery. However, if there are any tombs/graves at all in this ground is doubtful. Probably it is more a memorial ground. The memorial plate which was errected was brought from Hacikiri (those dead were brought to the German central cemetery in Tarabya, Istanbul).
The number of Allied POWs who died here is unknown to me. If you know, pls. leave a comment. Those tombs of POWs which were found after WW1 were transferred to Baghdad North cemetery (most likely for white British and Australian soldiers rather than for British-Indian soldiers who might have been cremated or where just buried anywhere).
The Belemedik station was closed at the end of the First World War. After WW I, Belemedik was occupied by the French army, with its headquarters in Pozantı. The French occupying force used Belemedik as a site for a military hospital in which the commander's wife Mme. Mesnil was working as a nurse. Turkish Nationalists (also called Kemalist) captured Belemedik on 10 April 1920. On 28 May the rest of the French troops also surrendered during the battle of Karboğazı. During the rest of the independence war, the hospital in Belemedik was used by the Turkish Nationalists. In the turmoil which followed, the area was widely abandoned and almost forgotten. Until Atatürk was able to establish the modern Turkey, it was said that bandits were living in the remains of the houses and later locals from the region used Belemedik houses as source for cheap construction material. As result, almost nothing of the “German town” has remained (btw., Holzmann went bankrupt in 2002). Still existing are the fundaments of the generator, the chimney of the German hospital and a few stone houses in different conditions (either ruins or to house animals). Today, there is merely a small hamlet left with friendly and helpful inhabitants.