Faith, Friends, and Foam in New Orleans, Part 2 – 17 December 2006

by admin on 2016/12/17

Continuing where we left off last time, some time at around midnight, a bit inebriated, The Rail Baron, Sierra Papa (or maybe he had checked out for the night by this time), Kurt, The Shadow Warrior, and I left our NOPB photo session outside of Cooter Brown’s and decided that it would be a good idea to hop into our automobiles and drive back to NS Oliver Yard, where we had been before dusk, and do some night photography.

I don’t remember hearing the gunshots.  Maybe I was too inebriated to hear them, and maybe they just weren’t that loud (sometimes, even when alcohol or other medication aren’t involved, I just don’t hear things that other people hear) or didn’t even happen, but, for awhile thereafter, the P brothers ragged Kurt about his reaction to some supposed gunshots heard while we were taking these pictures.  It’s made for a good story.

Let’s just, without being too damned white about it, say that there are much safer places within the city limits of New Orleans where we could have been taking pictures at this hour, but I still doubt that even the more criminally-inclined residents of this neighborhood had much interest in a bunch of hammered foamers by the track, but not any place where you can get shots like this.

That was enough for Oliver Yard.  I seem to recall that, at this point, both of the P brothers bailed for the evening, which must have meant that we went back to Cooter Brown’s so that I could get into my own truck and drive.

So, Kurt, Shawn, and I headed to I-10 to get a few final shots for the evening.

This is CSX Railway train Q145 or, if the UP crew was aboard it by this time, whatever the Union Pacific Railroad name for it was back then.

That’s good ol’ Shawn Levy in action.  He was a memorable man. Below is Kurt, still very much alive and kicking, and posting new content on his page.

This westbound version of the CSX-UP domestic container train is one that you’ve seen many times on this publication, despite the unusual presence of the BNSF leader on this particular train.

More recently, the UP part of this train has had a “Z” prefix, but, back then, it probably still had a “K” prefix.

Well, that’s enough of that, really.  It’s time to call it a night, or a morning, or whatever.

Five years to the day later, I shot the Chip Local coming into Raceland.

Stay tuned for more from late 2006, followed by some great stuff from early 2007!



{ 2 comments… read them below or add one }

1 Steve Boyko December 17, 2016 at 09:20

Really nice photo of NS 6567.. but I can’t believe you’re posting about driving around while inebriated. :P


2 JBX December 17, 2016 at 09:42

It was 10 years ago, and I was, like most males that age, a risk-taking 20-something; I wouldn’t do that today, and I can’t even tell you the last time that I consumed alcohol at any place other than home. Plus, by the time that I got back into my own vehicle that night (remember, I rode with others until the I-10 pictures), it had been several hours since my last sip; that doesn’t make it okay, but it makes it far less bad than if I had done it right from leaving the bar.


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