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A beautiful piece of machinery and superb engineering Simon. I love those old locomotives and trains.
Bill
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And the end of the fight is a tombstone white, With the name of the late deceased, And the epitaph drear, "A fool lies here, Who tried to hustle the East."
I can almost hear the sound of it through the picture Very nice. Kudos on getting it in the newspaper!
I saw the picture and had a moment of doubt as to whether train trafic in France is also "on the left". I checked and it is on the left, except in Alsace apparently where, because of their history of being annexed to Germany, they've kept the German tradition of driving on the right.
Around age eleven I began to build HO scale railroad models, kept it up for 3 or 4 years. Only built American locomotives...
In America we knew of the Flying Scotsman, but I never got a ride. Some of my older relatives did though, while it was still in regular service.
When I began to travel by myself in Mexico at age 17 steam locomotives were still used on some of the routes, for example Mexico City to Uruapan.Then it was 30 km by road to Paracho to buy guitars. I hired a taxi for the day for 20 pesos, then worth $1.60.
By 1955 the main passenger lines, Nuevo Laredo to Mexico City, Mexico City to Guadalajara, etc. were powered by diesel-electric locomotives, built in the Ferrocarriles Nacionales factory in Mexico City.
Purchasing WW II surplus equipment in 1946, my father and his partner acquired an American diesel-electric, sold it to interests in Nicaragua, hired a driver and a mechanic, and drove it from San Antonio to Managua. I heard many tales of the adventure.
As late as 1968 I took the train (Ferrocarril del Pacifico) from Nogales, Arizona to Mazatlan, a 24 hour trip in a sleeper car, with a steam-driven locomotive. Great train ride, plenty of beer overnight, and magnificent butterfly shrimp awaiting my arrival in Mazatlan, the biggest shrimp port on the Sea of Cortez, not to mention the home of Pacifico beer.
Bill
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And the end of the fight is a tombstone white, With the name of the late deceased, And the epitaph drear, "A fool lies here, Who tried to hustle the East."