dupont stroll - machine ghost
machine ghost
There are trains in my family's background. My grandfather was a lineman working in Texas in the 1930s (my father was born in Dallas before the family moved to Savannah Georgia). My great-great grandfather owned a railroad in Georgia. I've always had a fascination with trains, especially as a little kid. Before my grandmother started to fly between Atlanta and Savannah to visit us, she would travel on the Nancy Hanks II, an earlier generation diesel. My toy trains as a kid were models of diesels. I didn't care all that much for the steam models; they were too "old fashioned".

There's something about the raw horsepower of machines of this type. They don't go fast, but they're the closest thing to an irresistible force I can think of. And there's the hybrid nature of using the diesel to drive an generator to drive the electric systems that drive the wheels. My Prius is a hybrid, but nothing like this. The D-E is probably the most powerful and efficient railroad engine every built.

You might think them ugly, but I think they're beautiful and well engineered.

I caught these three over a two day period parked on a track just outside of Dupont, within walking distance from my hotel. The trains gave me a destination while out walking in the afternoons when I was done for the day at JBLM. I'd carry my E-M5 with me and experiment with various compositions. So far the photos worth showing are pretty mundane with regard to composition. But I don't care. I like them and that's all that really matters. Perhaps I'll go back and play around with the files some more in post.

dupont stroll - tough locomotive
tough locomotive

dupont evening stroll - tacoma rail
tacoma rail


  1. Bill,
    I am a new reader of your blog having been introduced to it by someone on the UK Olympus E- System User group, where he passed on your excellent “advice” piece (August 17).

    I enjoy your railway loco pictures very much, they are such rugged purposeful machines.

    I do not have as good a railway ancestry as you do, but my maternal grandfather was a signalman in the north of Scotland until he retired about 1940. He lived with wife and four children in a small cottage in a tiny space between the railway and a river. My mother always reckoned it was a wonder that none of them were drowned or run over by a train.

    My mother used to take me to “see the trains” when I was a small boy. No Diesels then all steam. It lives with me still…

    Peter Jordan
    August 21, 2013

    1. Thank you for the kind words, I appreciate them. And that "excellent advice" was written by a fellow blogger, Matthew Robertson, who has his own website at and can be followed on Twitter @thewsreviews.


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