Figuring on getting a shot of one of the many coal drags through
town, I set up near the former NP depot, shown here. Unfortunately, I discovered
that I was underdressed for the weather, and was skunked before my
fingers started to freeze up. The old depot, unused since the advent
of Amtrak, is now a senior center. |
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Not wanting to get skunked again, I headed over to my
"Old Reliable", Moorhead Junction. I had just enough time to exit the
truck, grab this shot of a westbound empty coal train, then dash back
into the cab to warm up. |
After a few cycles of trackside-cold, truck cab-warm,
this grab-bag manifest freight (with Conrail power, no less) banged
across the diamonds, under the high, windy cirrus clouds of the
Dakota winter. |
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