The Wreck of the Flyer. Chapter one, Heading out.
It was a dark and stormy night. Well no, actually it was a pretty decent morning when I pulled into the parking lot at seven thirty AM. We had had an early light rain but the clouds were breaking up and the day had promise of being a good day to be on the rails. I was volunteering to crew a special train on this day. We had six coaches reserved for a railfan excursion. For those of you who don
It was a dark and stormy night. Well no, actually it was a pretty decent morning when I pulled into the parking lot at seven thirty AM. We had had an early light rain but the clouds were breaking up and the day had promise of being a good day to be on the rails. I was volunteering to crew a special train on this day. We had six coaches reserved for a railfan excursion. For those of you who don