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Southern California Ports – Redux
December 25, 2009 – 9:13 pm
The Catalina Terminal in Wilmington, California, 1940’s. The “W” stood for Wrigley, as in the chewing gum, the Cubs, and Catalina Island. This W logo would persist on the San Pedro based Wilmington Transportation tug boats, which was formerly a Wrigley owned company. The company was bought in 1998 by Foss Maritime of Seattle. Thea Foss, the founder, was the inspiration for the old Wallace Beery, Marie Dressler classic “Tugboat Annie.”
Geotagging Cameras and Railfan Photography
December 20, 2009 – 12:21 am
Box Car Chalking – Almost a Lost Art
December 19, 2009 – 11:33 pm
No Sympathy for this Transport Mode
December 19, 2009 – 8:14 pm
Home for the Holidays – Green Flags Fly on Amtrak?
December 19, 2009 – 7:56 pm
NOAA Weather Discussion December 12, 2009
December 12, 2009 – 7:36 pm
TriMet Dodges Bullet
December 12, 2009 – 7:23 pm
Digital Image by Pdxrailtransit
A frosty scene from last December’s arctic blast. Busses are still using 3rd and 4th streets as the transit mall in this view on 4th by the Multnomah County Courthouse. Lownsdale Square forms the backdrop of riders and busses braving the icy and snowy conditions. I can remember one westbound trip on the Blue Line vividly. It was about 5pm, and our Type II train was packed, sardine city. The grade out of the Goose Hollow is steep, and the operator fought hard for traction with sharp pulses on the controller, and even sharper pulses on the sanders. We would start, shudder, a blast of sand, start, slip, more sand, shudder, jerk forward, slip, more sand, more controller. This went on for a good 30 seconds as we clawed our way up to the east portal or Robertson Tunnel. Even normally blase Max riders showed alarm in their faces, then relief, as we entered the protected enviorns of the tunnel. Bravo!
Pretty FURXed Up
December 5, 2009 – 6:02 pm
Quebec North Shore and Labrador
December 5, 2009 – 5:53 pm








