Monday, August 21, 2006

Speaking of Railroads...


Mom and I were over at the Krumholz Hearing Center a few days ago to see about her hearing aids and I spotted this wonderful picture on the wall. 'Twas from the 60s, a Santa Fe freight train headed through the Dells. Rocky had it blown up and framed.


I was curious and came in close to see what the sign said. Entro. A name I've seen on topo maps. If you look closely, you'll see a spur track going off on the left. That must be the track that went into then-Lonesome Valley, now-Prescott Valley and connected with the line that went down along the Bradshaws.

Sigh. It's a pity we don't have trains into Prescott any more. But the railroad bed does make a good, well graded hiking trail, I suppose.


Oh, yes. There was also this elk on the wall. Quilted by Mrs. Krumholz to celebrate the first time Rocky was lucky in the hunting draw for an elk.

2 comments:

  1. No passenger train to Elmira, either. A shame too, because the train is my favorite mode of land travel. Never suffered any motion sickness on a train, although I've seen others with it. In Europe I learned to sleep on trains. Busses too, for that matter. But trains! Nothing rivals the rails for a smooth, rattle-free ride.

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  2. I always liked the leisurely time of passage the railroad made possible, letting you adjust from being in place A to being in place B. And I really know -- having made the 4-day trip from Florida to Arizona several times in my earlier years.

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