The Fatal Eng!
The southbound Coast Starlight passes the clubhouse at the Eastmoreland golf course after an on-time departure from Portland Union Station this afternoon.
The “fatal” part has nothing to do with Amtrak, of course; I was at home this afternoon, and wanted to walk down and take pictures of this train, but I forgot about it until 2:25; I threw on my shoes, grabbed the pentax, and bolted down to Bybee bridge just in time to see it clear the south throat of Brooklyn Yard. After taking a few pictures from the north side of the bridge, I scuttled across to the south side to get a picture of it going further south and in the long arduous 35 feet from railing to railing I managed to pull a muscle in my left calf, which made the walk back up the hill to home just a little bit more of an expedition than I was expecting.