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Hell Day Number 3
Just as I did on Monday and just as I did yesterday, today, Wednesday 3 July 2024, I went to Morgan City to do some work and then, hours later after quitting working for the day, I left Morgan City with no train pictures and figured that I had missed the Union Pacific Railroad local train.
To my astonishment, I found the train by accident in New Iberia and found a couple of other trains nearby, too!
Getting There
I left the house at 07:34 CDT, exhausted from all of this.
I learned this morning that Edwina died, and I don’t like how I learned it, because my hands were full, and I was cracking eggs over a lit frying pan. He says “I am not inconveniencing you.” Like, that’s not for you to decide, it’s a pretty arrogant thing to say, and it’s largely irrelevant.
I was wondering, without having checked the weather forecast, if I would photograph the #1 today.
I set a load of clothes to wash last night, including this torn tank-top shirt that I am wore today and my two painting cargo shorts, and I dried them this morning. So, tomorrow is the 4th. I am taking off. I guess that I will make tea and catch up and do other things.
Getting Out Of There
I knocked off I guess at 14:00, partly because I was exhausted and partly because I wanted to get a haircut if possible. I first landed at the Subway, because I was really hungry, even though trying to get a haircut first would have been more likely to actually get me a haircut.
I had forgotten about that place. I ate there 12 years ago when I was working in this town regularly, and I may have eaten there with Geoff.
I went around Morgan City looking for a place to get a haircut, and I couldn’t find one.
I tried to find a place in Morgan City to get a haircut, but every place was either closed or had too many customers for the rest of the day.
Well, I guess that I’ll just have to be really shaggy for the holiday.
Westward Ho
I checked out Baldwin. I didn’t see any bulkhead flatcars there. I thought about running down the Cypremort Branch, but it was too late, I was too hungry, the chances of me seeing what I want to see there were not good, and, actually, even if the plate steel cars were going there, they probably would be already spotted; so, I probably would miss them being spotted. At least I would get to see them where they were spotted, I might get to see them spotted, in the past tense, but I wouldn’t get to see them being spotted.
There was a westbound train in Baldwin siding. I think that that is the train that I heard blowing the horn not long before I left the jobsite in Morgan City.
I checked out Moresi Road in Jeanerette.
On 105.1FM, I heard “Cult Of Personality” by Living Color, then “Dream On” by Aerosmith.
I have to say that Old Jeanerette looks nice. I kind of wish that I could hang out here more often, and I wish that there was some better railroad action than what is here.
It looks like Jeanerette will soon have an O’Reilly Auto Parts. Oh, well. Lapeyrouse Motors is still here. There is a Ford dealership here, too. There are two automobile dealerships in this town. The town has nice cute little US flags up along the highway. I almost should take a picture of that.
I don’t know, I have been thinking about my idea for a business with railroads, shipping cars.
I did not see any eastbound train that is coming to meet that westbound train.
When You Were Looking Only For Bulkhead Flatcars But You Also Found The Train That You Missed
Then, all that I was doing was going to New Iberia just to see if those plate-steel loads are there and to see if the UP local train is there, which I assumed would mean, if it were there, that it had already arrived and was tied down. I was thinking about the New Iberia & Northern Railroad as I drove through its territory here.
At 19:00, I was in New Iberia on Admiral Doyle Drive. I passed by the L&D RIP yard and saw one, just one, of those bulkhead flatcars with plate steel on it, between two carbon-black hopper cars. So, I assume that one of them is bad ordered. I have no way of knowing if it was one of the bulkhead flatcars on Monday’s train. It would be nice to know. Ah, one possibility that I hadn’t considered is that they are going to the Port Of Iberia, but that is not likely.
There are some tank cars parked on the Midland Branch south of Admiral Doyle Drive and some carbon black cars parked north of St John Street.
I then went by the interchange yard.
Oh, wow, there are two jobs working! Holy shizit, what am I going to do right now?
Wait, is that the UP local train approaching me? It is! I’ll be gosh dern if that ain’t the UP local train! I got out to take pictures.
That image, shortly before dusk, is the first frame of DSLR-camera pictures that I have fired today.
Well, this is neat, isn’t it?
I like that! I am so glad that I caught my favorite train today, somewhere.
The train had 27 cars.
Next, I went and checked out that L&D job on the eastern part of the siding.
Oh, look! There are plate-steel loads on the western end of the train.
I am pretty sure that this is the night job to Baldwin, due to the fact that the train is nothing but carbon black hopper cars and a couple of these bulkhead flatcars loaded with plate steel.
Ohhh, they might be waiting on that other westbound train.
In the interchange yard were two empty bulkhead flatcars, one of them a semi-bulkhead flatcar, one of them with SSW reporting marks, and the other with CW reporting marks and that look very different than the others. Each might be going to two different customers.
I was tempted to eat at Raising Cane’s, but I have been eating out too much lately, and I had food at the house that I can eat if I get there early enough. I have a salad. I have tomatoes and lettuce that I need to eat. I can do that.
West of New Iberia, I caught up with a BNSF Railway westbound train that I don’t know whether was ahead of or behind the UP local train.
I photographed the westbound BNSF train at Highway 88, because that is where I caught up with it, and I was going to turn here to go to the house anyway.
This is not great, not at all, but it’s another situation in which I already am where the train is coming.
The train stopped after it blocked the crossing, I guess to get into the siding at Cade.
I don’t know, but that seems to be the first time that I ever photographed a train at that grade crossing, and, hopefully, it’s the last, because that is a pretty lousy shot.
That’s all for the pictures for today.
Tidbits
I was itching.
So, I was thinking about how this itching is another autism tax, like not being able to have your hair other than like really short, because I feel the hair so much, and how I look at dudes, with hair that they have and wonder how they do that, how that doesn’t drive them nuts.
I am hungry.
I need to shower.
I hope that I can get some more shots when I come back out this way in a few days to resume this work.
Have a good Independence Day.
Jimbaux
