Tag: choo-choo trains
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Mid-Continent Railway Museum
I made a little road trip to the village of North Freedom to visit the Mid-Continent Railway Museum. I’ve been living in Madison, just an hour’s drive from North Freedom, for almost fifteen years but this is the first time I’ve visited the museum. About an hour’s drive from our little red house, North Freedom Read.
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zoom
I remember the very end of a dream as I woke up this morning: A gleaming steam locomotive, one with lots of pinstripes and shiny brass, easing away from the platform of a passenger station and out into the yards, chuffing away. As it faded into the distance I was snapped into full wakefulness by Read.
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Forward
Clapham Junction, a photo taken by Tristan Forward and posted on his blog, The Emotional Blackmailer’s Handbook. Tristan has been posting magical photos like this one of all the places he’s visited as he drives a delivery truck around England, visits the cities of Spain or stops in at a museum in London. Many of Read.
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bell
Modern diesel locomotives have working brass bells on them, same as steam engines from the old days. Nobody knows why – it’s probably because there’s an ancient federal law on the books that nobody’s bothered to delete, or it could be just because it’s an old railroad tradition. Instead of being mounted on the top Read.
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subterrainian
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tender
I spent Saturday in East Troy again, putting in a little volunteer time at the East Troy Electric Railway, but with an amazing difference this time: My Darling B went along to play trains, too. Yes! I still don’t know why, but she did. They needed help on the dinner train and each dining car Read.
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choo-choo
The Maple Mountain Sunburst Triolian Orchestra takes a ride on the Canadian Pacific Read.
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song
I’ve been working on the raaaaaaaail-road, allllllll the live-long day. Does anybody even learn that song as a kid any more? I sure hope so. It was one of the first songs I can remember my Mom singing to me, besides “You Are My Sunshine.” And by the way, did you know that the part Read.
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glee
On Sunday morning we went back to the train museum so I could poke around just a little bit more before we left town. I persuaded B to go with me by promising to buy her an ice cream at the old-timey soda fountain next door, which didn’t pan out so well because it turned Read.
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A couple weeks ago, My Darling B sat down at the dinner table, flipped a brochure at me and asked, “Did you still want to go on this?” I picked up the brochure at the last model train show I went to. It advertised a dinner train out of East Troy on an electric rail Read.
