
Here are a few are a few highlights from this past weekend. Jeff [Troutman] and myself left about 2:30 p.m. on Friday. Since I drove I made reservations for a Microtel in Clarion, Pennsylvania. We got there about 5:15 p.m.
I wanted to be on the road by 7 a.m. Saturday so we would get to Summerhill to get Amtrak No. 42 since it would depart Johnstown at 9:03 a.m.
Breakfast started at 6:30 a.m., which was perfect. But ice and fogged up windows from overnight delayed our departure by 20 minutes.
Jeff kept checking Julie as we were heading on Pennsylvania Route 219. We were on the far bridge and guess who was about to go under us.
I knew it was P42DC engine No. 86 on head end. And exactly like Agent 86 Maxwell Smart we missed it by that much.
As you can see in photo No. 1 the lighting was perfect of the empty tracks.
Photo No. 2 is of the Everett steam train at Brook Mills on the line heading to Roaring Spring.
Photo No. 3 is at Roaring Spring. There are two photo lines including the road crossing where I shot last September with the station and the Pennsylvania Railroad caboose.
Where I am and looking down to my right I was amazed at what I saw that I never noticed twice last September and last May: A double semaphore turned with slight foliage somewhat hiding it.
Photo 5 shows Everett No. 11 on the return trip from Martinsburg at Route 36 just southeast of Roaring Spring.
After eating lunch we went to Tyrone, Pennsylvania, where we photographed the cabooses located on what used to be the east leg of the wye.
The beautiful stone memorial is in a park between the cabooses and the station.
Saturday afternoon found us in Fostoria, Pennsylvania, along the Pittsburgh Line of Norfolk Southern. This time Amtrak did not elude us.
On Sunday morning it was back to Fostoria to catch Amtrak No. 42 passing beneath the PRR position light signals.
We then spent a little over three hours at Horseshoe Curve before heading home. We saw eight trains and two helper movements.
What was unusual was that the first three trains were two eastbound loaded coal hoppers and one empty hopper train.
Again, the weather was perfect and it was tough to leave.
Article and Photographs by Edward Ribinskas










