Seven years and a few months later, it's our 30th wedding anniversary. We need to go on a nice trip.
Where should we go?
Alaska? Hawaii? Bermuda?
All great ideas!
But, for a variety of reasons...oh, okay... Because of time and money constraints, we decided to go to Colorado. A few days in Rocky Mountain National Park and a couple of days in Vail (it WAS our anniversary, after all.)
The whole trip was fantastic, but that's not what I want to talk about here. What I want to tell is how I just happened to plan the route between RMNP and Vail to go through Beyer's Canyon on US 40 so that I might sneak in a little railfanning. There were a few alternate routes between the two places, but none were appreciably faster or more scenic, so I had plausible deniability on my side.
I figured an hour's delay to stop and wait for a train to appear was not too much to ask. I floated my plan to Patti and she thought it was a fine idea....oh, okay... She said it was okay with here, as long as her iPad was charged up and we didn't get to Vail too late in the day. "All set!" I thought.
I had done some preliminary scouting using "Streetview" in Google Maps. The road was on the south side of the Canyon and it looked like there were lots of places to pull off to the side of the road in the canyon. So, getting a nicely lit scene seemed possible. This was good. I had also taken a look a the Amtrak timetable and had seen that the California Zephyrs both went through the canyon in the afternoon - the most likely time we would be there. Also, good. The afternoon weather in Colorado in the mountains in the summer is sunny. Also, good...Oh, okay... Sunny with many quixotic thunderstorms - something about hot air rising into cold air over mountains. In Georgia, we have the hot air part, but no mountains with cold air, but we have lots of thunderstorms just the same. Why? I have no idea. I was hoping for sun, but expecting rain.
We drove into the canyon about 2:15 PM and I started scouting a good spot. Usually, this is when the train appears and I'm in the wrong spot, with the camera on the wrong setting, and I step out into traffic, or in an ant hill, or off the side of the road and down an embankment, or the sun goes behind a storm cloud. But, not this time! I found a really good spot for a westbound. And, atypical for the weather that time of day, it was actually becoming more sunny as time went on!
Patti and I agreed that 3:15 was the cutoff. No train by then, then off we go. C'mon train!
I camped out in my spot and waited.
Here I am waiting..
|If I lean a bit to the right, I can get the Colorado River in the scene.|
Still, the spot was really nice and the sunlight was improving as time wore on. 15 minutes went by. Then 30 minutes. I started getting bored. I took pictures of the wildflowers nearby. Colorado is full of wildflowers.
|I have no idea what kind of flower this is.|
|...nor this one|
Then, we were up to 45 minutes gone. I was starting to get worried about getting skunked. I took a picture of the location as if the train was there. For some reason, this is what I do when I get skunked. I have lots of train pictures without trains in them.
I decided to check my smart phone's Amtrak app to see when the Zephyrs might come by. No data service. I checked a few more times, moving the phone around a bit. Still, zero bars.
While I had the phone out, I took a panorama shot of my location. Here it is.
|I'm a big fan of my Samsung GS3. This is one reason why.|
Now, we were up to 55 minutes gone. Still no train. When we rode the California Zephyr in 2006, there were lots of trains on the route. In fact, just about every passing siding was full of coal. Where were all the trains? Maybe those sidings were full because the UP network was backed up elsewhere? Maybe the coal traffic dried up with the recession? Who knows? I just knew I'd been there almost an hour and no train.
57 minutes. 58 minutes. 59 minutes! Nuts. Should I call it quits? What's one more minute? I'll stick it out for that last minute. Besides, the sun was out almost fully - the best it had been since I got there.
Twenty seconds later, I hear some commotion behind me. It's Patti yelling, "It's the Rio Grande heritage unit!"...oh, okay... she actually yelled, "A train is coming!" I spin around. Sure enough, the eastbound Zephyr. I was hoping for a westbound, but c'est la vie!
Much to my surprise, Patti has her little Canon "point and shoot" camera out. She aims it at the train and starts shooting. Gets a couple pretty decent shots. Not bad for a first-timer! She later admits, "I had no idea what I was doing. I just kept taking pictures!"
|Patti's first shot|
|Her second shot.|
In the hour I was waiting, In my boredom, I did frame up a few shots for an eastbound. Sun angle wasn't great, but it wasn't horrible, either.
Here's what I got.
|Rolling by some cool looking weathered rock spires. I remember these from when I was on the "inside" in 2006|
|Back to back P42s along the Colorado|
|A "going away" shot. I would have preferred a westbound, but I'll take this one!|
Forty seconds to go.
I was worth the wait! On to Vail - with a smile on my face!
P.S. For the record, Patti had gotten out of the car to tell me we should wait another ten minutes, when the train showed up. I married the right person!