Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Wordless Wednesday: Trestle Perspectives









9 comments:

  1. I gave these photos a good long look. Interesting mix of past, present, and timeless. Always enjoy your portraits of roger.

    "Trestles" sounded familiar to me. This is what I was thinking of:

    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trestles

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  2. Glad to see that Roger has a place to escape any ghost trains that may come rattling rustily down the line.

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  3. This morning I see that you have added more photos, and I can remember exactly what it feels like to be in Capitola on a still grey day in the spring. Interesting to see the blue sky in only one direction and to think about the days before airplanes when peopled traveled by train. My father's father took a train from Minnesota to California in around 1900. He visited San Francisco. I am wondering if he visited Monterey Bay. He took a train up to Vancouver, B.C., stopping in Bellingham to visit friends. When I walk along the train tracks here, I sometimes think about my grandfather and wonder who it was that he visited in Bellingham. When I look out at Bellingham Bay, I think of my grandfather looking out at Bellingham Bay from a train.

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  4. am-- Thank you for that link on trestles. Love knowing that. I did add more photos this morning. Just before I fell asleep last night I thought, "Hey, I have other perspectives I should have posted." The blue sky pic is the one photo from the one day of sunshine we had last week. All the other pics were taken the day before, on the day we found the fossil wall. I love knowing that your grandfather took that train. It must have been quite a journey. The 5th photo on this post shows the tracks heading west. If you continue down the track, you'd come to the hillside where Roger's family house sits. He remembers the passenger trains here called the Suntan Express.

    John-- It is very tricky walking these tracks. The spaces between the ties can be pretty wide. And those ghost trains come out of nowhere!

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  5. Love everything about that first picture. Is that an active trestle? Like that nook for getting back from the track if necessary.

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  6. Arkansas Patti-- So glad you liked that photo of Roger. It's not an active trestle anymore, but years ago Roger and I walked it when it was active. Trains only went two times a day back then, and we tried to time our walks when they wouldn't be there.

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  7. My father took me and my brother walking (and later shooting our .22 rifles) on the railroad tracks where he used to play. The end of our walks was the river, where the tracks crossed on a trestle. My father said he used to walk across when he was a boy, but we never did. It gave me a scary thrill to imagine being on the trestle when a train came.

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  8. Mark-- How wonderful to have walked where your father walked as a young boy. That's a wonderful history. Roger has been walking on this trestle most of his life. There are no trains now, but some plans in the works to start a commuter train and a walking trail along the tracks. The trestle will need some rebuilding before the trains can run again. Now, we hardly see anyone up there, but the pigeons seem to like it very much.

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  9. am, the Amtrak ride from Seattle to Vancouver is so much prettier than it deserves to be ;-) Nice if you're in the train, but kind of a blight on a lot of Salish Sea shoreline.

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