Western Railroad Discussion > Gloaming between the trains...

…and all is quiet. The crickets have gone to bed for the year. What little traffic noise there is from the nearby Interstate is muffled out of the immediate conscience. The thin clouds crackling with sunset fire on the western horizon can almost be heard. There is a silent purple darkness above, cool to the touch. Presently there emerges a distant familiar rumble. Then there is a pinpoint of light…

In a few seconds bells will go off, flashing barricade arms will lower into position and this tranquil twilight crossing scene will
EXPLODE with blinding light and the furious sounds of rolling interstate commerce. Two digital sensors will go to work, their operators ignoring all else. Invisible miniature dust tornadoes will swirl. Dark shapes will pass by in a systematic cadence…

Just as quickly the cacophony will subside behind a rhythmic flashing red light and…

…all is again quiet. The western fireclouds have become dark golden embers. The stars have come out to play…

1. Mr. “mg8711” looks southwest along BNSF’s transcon seeking a train at S Auburn/Homestead Rd crossing east of Lebo, KS on October 11, 2015

“Twilight drops her curtain down, and pins it with a star”
Lucy Maud Montgomery

another railfan moment on the transcon…
Lance Garrels
santafe199

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Lance - You are a true artist.

Paul Brennecke
Golden, CO