Extreme railfanning

[BLACKWATCH]

Full respects to this rail fan, I've just this minute seen this on the Chesterton, Indiana webcam, the wind
is howling & the snow is falling, but this kid wants to see a train. That's what I call 'dedication'.



If the black vehicle is still there when you look, they are still waiting
http://www.railstream.biz/live-cameras-free/chesterton-in-west-free

 

[fran1]

They've given up, just left.

 

[BLACKWATCH]

And here comes the train.

 

[sawyer811]

Neither Rain, nor sleet, nor snow, nor dark of night...shall keep the foamer from his daily trainwatching! :hehe:

 

[JCitron]

Isn't that always the way...

That's a bit extreme and dedication and why we trainspot virtually.

 

[RacerTodd]

I spent two hours in freezing temps getting some footage of trains after a Seattle snow. We don't get much snow in Seattle so I wanted to shoot whatever I could.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3KY3VSeZnJo

For this one, I was sitting on a park bench in 24 deg weather. Very cold, but worth it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zEWE3df6Q2s

Todd

 

[JCitron]

I spent two hours in freezing temps getting some footage of trains after a Seattle snow. We don't get much snow in Seattle so I wanted to shoot whatever I could.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3KY3VSeZnJo


For this one, I was sitting on a park bench in 24 deg weather. Very cold, but worth it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zEWE3df6Q2s

Todd

Neat stuff...

I'm just as guilty of train watching in the snow. Long time ago when I lived in Andover, I'd hang down by the tracks and watch the parade go by - literally a parade where the trains would line up where the track went from track one to the single track in Frye (Shawsheen). I'd be standing in about a foot of snow up to my calves while watching the freights exit the yard. They'd sometimes sit for quite some time as they waited not only for the opposing traffic but also for the local commuter trains to go by. When my toes were just about frostbitten, I'd then walk the two miles home again up hill.

The kicking cars definitely needs a bit of Strauss in the background. That brings back some memories to when I was growing up in Bradford near the old Bradford yard. I'd hear the switcher (an Alco RS3 or SW9) rev up its engine and then I'd hear the bang and clunk of the freight cars. The yard is gone now - it went from multiple tracks to nothing and now it's a parking lot with a couple of spurs for the commuter trains.

John