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Ode to a Caboose, the Reprise: The Story of the Iron Goat Trail Caboose

My intrepid companion (otherwise known as Cujo359) wrote a wonderful post on the Iron Goat Trail caboose. If you want to know its history, and see a lot of detailed pictures showing how various bits of a caboose work, head on over there. Hell, go even if you aren’t that interested – you might be surprised how quickly you get sucked in.

Iron Goat Trail Caboose. Image courtesy Cujo359.

Iron Goat Trail Caboose. Image courtesy Cujo359.

The comments system here hates Cujo, so he sent me a reply directly to nedchamplain’s question on the original post: “those are real metal tracks.” Indeed. And you can see photos of them putting the caboose in here. Which is awesome. There’s an excellent shot of the tracks, for them as is interested.

Cujo just got a fantastic new camera, by the way. I’m going to be dragging him all over the northwest and possibly other places next summer, and between us, I think we’ll manage some shots that’ll blow you away. If you wish to suggest places you’d like to see us visit, you may do so in comments, and we will take them into consideration. Also, for those who are interested, I’ll plan a few trips where cantina patrons can join. Feel free to leave suggestions for places you’d like to go with us!

Comments

  1. says

    Mount Baker. Hike the trails in September or October (snow levels willing). It’s a volcano and the scenery is spectacular.
    Here’s a photo I took of Mt. Baker and Iceberg Lake on October 7 2012 to whet your appetite.
    http://goo.gl/yXNSU

  2. says

    Thanks for posting. I spent many a night in the caboose, when I worked for the rail road. Some had wood, some coal and the newer ones had oil for heat. I asked about the trucks, because rail roads are reluctant to give them up. They are very expensive and can be used on other cars. Usually, a caboose can be had between “hall it away and $500. This is with out trucks. I have fond memories of hopping a freight on my way home from school, getting off at the local swimming hole.