Train Chasing

Last week dad and I went train chasing, and not intentionally.  First of all, my dad loves trains-real and toy.  And he also loves 35mm film photography.  So one day we put the too hobbies together and went out to photograph some train cars.

There is an old caboose that is at the tracks in downtown and dad wanted to get a few photos of it.  While we were there, we saw they also had an old engine on the other side of the tracks.  So naturally, we drove around looking for a street that allowed us to cross the tracks.  It took a little while to find the engine again.  But when we did, we found out the engine was running.  There were three people working on/by it.  But that still didn't stop us from getting out of the car to take some photos.

To be honest, I don't know if we were really allowed there.  One of the guys stopped my dad and asked who we were with.  (They thought we were with some company taking photos.  Ha!)  Nope, just two people wandering the train tracks with cameras.  Is that weird?  (Don't answer that!)

After this excursion we went further down the tracks where they have a 'viewing' of the trains going by.  (I guess that is what you could call it.  It is a parking lot that sits right next to the train tracks.)  Dad was hoping to get a photo of a train in motion.  But with our luck, there weren't any.  After a few minutes we decided to leave, but stayed close.  We drove up toward the river and what would you know--a train was coming!  It was moving fairly fast but we tried to make it back to the 'viewing' spot.  We didn't make it.  But we were driving right along with the train.

Train chasing.
Windows down.
Listening to the sound of a chugging engine.
And laughing at how funny, weird, and exciting it all was.

(Note: All of these are photos I took on my digital camera.  Still waiting to finish the roll on the film camera.)