BrandyDay291: Pretty Sure Those Tracks Are Active

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Knowing my love for trains and bridges, KC told me about these tracks down south awhile back.  Some of you may have heard the story of a couple crazy women who were up on the tracks (very illegal) and a train came.  This trestle is 500 feet long and 80 feet high.  14,000-ton Indiana Rail Road freight train traveling at 30 mph coming full force at you.  What do you do?  Last minute, split second, they laid down on the tracks with the train skimming over the top of them.  Once the engineer regained composure after thinking he just ran over two idiots, law enforcement was contacted and the women ended up facing criminal charges.  Though I’m sure the charges weren’t enough considering the hell they put the engineer through for that brief time.

I made it a point to show Alicia, it’s such an ‘awe-ing’ view, but one to be admired from the road…at a safe distance…where a train won’t make dinner out of you for some varmint.

It is illegal, it is trespassing and you will face charges if caught on any train tracks property of the CSX.  908 people were killed in the United
States by trespassing on railroads in 2013; 38 of those unnecessary deaths were in Indiana.

(Information from The Indiana Railroad Website)

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Brandy Day222: Suspicious Activity

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After I shot this photo, on tracks that I’m no stranger to, I am standing on them with camera and tripod in hand and I am approached by a local police officer.
Officer : “I received a call of a suspicious person taking photos and sitting on the tracks.”
Me : “Yes sir, that’s exactly what I was doing and I’m not suspicious, I’m a photographer.”
Officer : “What were you taking photos of?”
Me : (Dumbest blank stare I’m certain) “Trains….”
He asked for my id, ran my name for warrants, found I was clear. I asked if he would like for me to leave, as he was concerned about my safety (mine? Lol) , he asked if I had gotten  all the the shots I wanted  I said yes packed up my gear and was quietly on my way.

*sidenote* Generally I would not leave so easily but this particular train, the third one I saw, the conductor was hanging out the window frantically yelling at me to get back. He was the one who called the local police department.