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.
What a day!!! Had possibly my two favorite shoots, in one day and I’m more than happily exhausted! Starting the day as awesome as I did, I knew it was going to be great!!
The saying ‘everything happens for a reason’ proved to be true this afternoon. A place that I had planned to do my senior photos at, had a closed & locked gate. I’m glad. It opened up several other beautiful shots that I would have missed had I not been challenged to take the ‘long way’.
I also got to spend a couple hours in the studio with Chandler, Hannah, Abigail & mom. It was a lot of fun watching Chandler & Hannah work together and do their thing.
More than thankful for the opportunities that I had today<3
In light of recent conversation with someone about where my love of trains came from, I decided to head back north where it all started.
I was born in Ft Wayne, Indiana and lived in a small town until I was 10. Ossian, had a stop light, a bar, a gas station & a bakery. Heyerly’s Bakery. As kids we would walk down to the bakery and eat the free donut holes they would set out. The simplicity of being a child.
I called my cousin Chad and met up with him and two of his munchkins for some Mexican dinner. From there we went to two different bridges, the second was a trestle. We stood there just long enough to catch a train!!
Had a great evening of mindless fun and laughter that was long over due!!