When I was a kid I fetched cast offs from the local rail yard.
The engines were a mixture of Big Steam and new Diesel. The big
steam would haul the tanks and heavy loads (bombs) over the Rockies only
to be taken to the local SAC base and local Naval storage yard (next to
Oakland).

I came home with rail spikes and old ties. I was so young, the men
there knew me and loaded me up for a trip home. My wagon could handle
a tie with part of it hanging out the back.

I would never consider getting on one of those trains.

Martin

On 4/27/2016 10:44 PM, Larry Jaques wrote:
On Wed, 27 Apr 2016 14:45:13 -0700, Jon Danniken
wrote:

On 04/24/2016 05:57 AM, Ignoramus7945 wrote:
On 2016-04-24, Howard Beal wrote:
Never ever leave the key in an unattended forklift.


http://www.reviewjournal.com/crime/m...vegas-business


I recall that someone also went on a rampage in a railroad locomotive.

When I was a kid I would spend most summer days riding my bike around
town, including going across the tracks. One day there was a locomotive
parked there. Running. With no engineer, or any adult in sight.

Being an inquisitive boy, and knowing that I had no malice in my heart,
I didn't waste any time climbing into the cabin. It was rather stark
and barren, with a number of controls and gauges I had no clue as to
what their function was. I also remember a metal container down on the
floor that contained several road flares.

After nosing around in there for a few minutes I climbed down, got back
on my bike, and rode off, with nobody the wiser. I wouldn't try that now.

HAH! I would have attempted to drive that thing 1/4 mile down the
track, just to say I'd done it. That far enough to get my bike off
and get away with an angry engineer running after me. g

That must have been fun, in any case.

--
You never hear anyone say, 'Yeah, but it's a dry cold.'
-- Charles A. Budreau