The S-2 1 after lunch.
Our train at rest at Yacolt station.
This steam engine is a sister of Hammond Lumber 17 at Mount Rainier Scenic Railroad which I rode in June 2006 on a Bart Jennings photo charter. Soon, the rest of our passengers returned and we were off again for more photos of our unique train this afternoon.
Llamas in a field provided an unexpected diversion.
Passing the beaver pond.
A few minutes later, we came to the siding at Moulton Falls.
The station at Moulton Falls, where we all detrained for our next photo runbys, but I had an idea. If I came all this way, I had to see Moulton Falls. Chris Parker followed me down a path through the trees and soon we heard falling water.
Moulton Falls. We made our way back up the path and set up for the runby.
Our train exiting the north portal of the tunnel.
Another static shot, this time at the north portal.
Photo runby nine.
Photo runby ten. I then relocated to another location on a small hill.
The reverse move.
Photo runby twelve.
The train going away.
Photo runby thirteen.
The reverse move.
Photo runby fourteen. My location became the next runby location for a few other people. It was announced there would be fifteen runby, but I decided to ride the train during this time. We reversed through the tunnel before stopping then started forward, through the tunnel and by the photo lines. The train stopped to load our passengers before we reversed through the tunnel and along the ledge. Minutes later, we crossed the highway then went across the East Fork of the Lewis River and proceeded south, where it looked as though someone had put tree branches across the rails. Our train broke them as we rolled across to our next location and some of us detrained here for pictures.
Reversing for our furthest south photo runby of this trip.
Photo runby sixteen. We all reboarded and went north to our next location at the beaver pond.
Crossing the East Fork of the Lewis River. We returned north up the grade through the tunnel.
The reverse move at the beaver pond.
Photo runby seventeen.
More of the llamas in the fields south of Yacolt. We made our last runbys on this great day across from the Yacolt Cemetery.
Reverse move for another static shot.
The static shot.
We were all getting ready to reverse for the photo runby.
Photo runby eighteen.
Photo runby nineteen, the last runby of the day. We reboarded and returned to Yacolt, ending a great day of train riding and photography on the Chelatchie Prairie Railroad.
Our train back at the station.
Members of our group were still enjoying taking pictures of our train.
Members of our crew after this great day of train riding and photography.
One last view of Crossett Western 10. The three of us said our goodbyes and decided to follow our train's route back towards Battle Ground.
On Washington Highway 503, we could not pass up this view of Mount St. Helens. We returned to Portland and our Days Inn then later, walked over to Elmer's for dinner but they did not have any Prime Rib. I watched the Kennedy Assassination program on the History Channel before calling it an early night.
Coming Home! 7/1/2007After a 5:00 AM wakeup call and a "waterfall shower", I left the key in the room and walked over to the MAX station to catch a trolley to the Portland Airport.
My trolley arrived at 5:27 AM and twelve minutes later, I was at the airport where I printed my Alaska Airlines boarding pass from a kiosk and spent the next twenty minutes getting through security. I arrived at Gate C5 at 6:02 AM and waited for my flight.
Alaska Airlines Flight 408 7/1/2007I was boarded on this 737-700 aircraft at 6:20 AM and had Seat 16F. We took off at 6:59 AM and once in the air, the Scorpions' "Crazy World" was enjoyed during the flight as I took some pictures.
Crater Lake.
Mount Shasta.
Mount Lassen.
Lake Almanor.
Portola, California.
Norden on Donner Pass.
I saw my neighbourhood as we descended into Orange County, touching down at 9:10 AM and I was at the gate fifteen minutes early. I went down by the baggage carousel and did Sudoku puzzles until I spotted my mother walking towards me. I met her and drove home, ending an excellent, quick but memorable trip to the Chelatchie Prairie Railroad and a fantastic photo freight organized by Joe Harper. Thank you Joe!
