When I got off the highway, and headed down a back road away fromtoggle quoted messageShow quoted text
the "old" mainline towards Harriman, I remember dropping down into
a shallow grass covered valley and this lovely old ranch was right
by the road at the bottom of the valley... hills of tall green grass
visible in all directions... and remember thinking these were the
luckiest people in the world.
And taking pictures of trains is so much easier when there are no
trees to interfere with the view!
I am reminded again of some guy standing next to me on a bridge overlooking