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kevin_standlee) wrote2016-07-31 09:25 pm
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The TARDIS Train, Or How I Nearly Made a Negative Time Connection
Lisa took me to the Reno Amtrak station this morning to catch the Amtrak California Zephyr, which was running around 30-45 minutes late. I know that train's schedule, however, which has a significant amount of "recovery time" built in to it. That's why the stops from Sacramento onward have a D by their schedule with a footnote of "stops to discharge passengers only; may leave before scheduled time."
The delay gave me enough time to walk over to the Silver Legacy casino and get a coffee. About 9 AM, the Zephyr appeared. Boarding was busy as it usually is at Reno. I got really lucky, in that I ended up with two seats to myself. This was rare. The coaches were quite full. A good proportion of my coach (people all bound for Emeryville) were a Boy Scout group. I did not ask from what event they were returning.
The trip out of Reno follows the Truckee River, with many scenes like this. The bridge in the distance carries the highway over both the river and the railroad.
West of Truckee, the serious climb into the mountains begins. Eventually you get to see Donner Lake far below the level of the snowsheds visible from I-80 on the opposite side of the canyon.
Cresting the summit at the "big hole" tunnel, the line now heads down the west slope. Views on both the east and west sides of the mountains are full of smoky haze from the many wildfires burning this summer.
I had lunch in the dining car. The pork shanks were quite good, and a nice change from the usual hamburger.
Roseville hosts some of the snow removal equipment, including these spreaders, sitting idle awaiting the call in a few months to keep the line clear up on "the hill."
I had not noticed when I originally boarded, but on one of the many curves along the route, I saw that there were two private railroad cars at the end of our train. During the Sacramento station stop, I trotted down to the rear of the train and was able to get this picture of one of the two cars. The train was longer than the platform here and thus I couldn't see the last car, but I'd get a shot at it later.
The private cars are not accessible from the rest of the train. They are "low level" cars, whereas the Superliners that make up the California Zephyr are "high level" cars. Thus the connections between cars don't match up. The private cars are presumably part of a charter trip, of which are there are a fair number. I'd love to take one of those trips myself, but it's a shame there's no easy way for the passengers riding the "varnish" to come forward, if only for a little variety.
(It's technically possible, although unlikely to happen. A small number of Amtrak Superliner cars are labeled Transition Sleepers, and they are high level on one end and low level on the other. Such cars are normally immediately behind the (low level) baggage car, and this arrangement allows access by the crew to the baggage car during the trip. These cars are also used as the crew dormitory and the conductor's office, and are mostly off-limits to passengers, although to get a bit more revenue Amtrak has taken to selling some of the sleeper compartments on the dorm car nowadays.)
Approaching the Benicia Bridge, we passed a Capitol Corridor train bound for Sacramento on the other track. The newer of the two road bridges is above. The rail bridge carrying the line over the Carquinez Strait to Martinez is in the center, and the older road bridge is beyond that.
I dozed off after Martinez, and before I knew it we were in Emeryville, the end of the line, and about twenty minutes early. Rather than lug my heavy bag on board with me, I had gone ahead and checked it at Reno, because they have checked luggage service. That was to prove my undoing here at Emeryville. You can see the luggage carts down the train as they unload all of the checked bags, including the many kit bags of all of those Boy Scouts. It took quite a while to get it all unloaded.
While the crew were still struggling to get the bags unloaded, along came a Capitol Corridor train for San Jose. Thanks to the early arrival of the Zephyr, if I had my luggage with me (which wouldn't have been that hard as it happens), I could have connected with a train that left before my originally scheduled arrival time on the CZ. Oh, well, at least it gave me 90 minutes or so to go have a relatively leisurely early dinner at the Emeryville Public Market.
After the luggage was unloaded, the Zephyr pulled out of the station, heading for the Oakland Maintenance facility, where the train would be cleaned, serviced, and prepared for its return trip to Chicago tomorrow morning. This gave me an opportunity to get a good photo of the dome car bringing up the rear of the train.
After claiming my bag, I went to get dinner, then walked back to the station and read until the next Capitol Corridor train arrived. This still was 90 minutes earlier than what Amtrak's original connection booked for me was. Fortunately, Capitol Corridor trains are still unreserved coach, so if you have a ticket, you can just take the next one that shows up rather than having to wait for the next one. This train got me back to Fremont "on the advertised."
I walked over to my mechanic's shop, where the Rolling Stone was sitting there waiting for me. I refueled both tanks, and we'll see by tomorrow evening whether the fuel leak is repaired.
As usual, I enjoyed my train trip. I'd do it more often if I could, but it isn't practical for the trips home. Coming down from Reno works, but the trips home do not, because the Zephyr leaves Emeryville at 9 AM. Also, even if I left the Rolling Stone at Fremont station (possible), the early morning Capitol Corridor train has an "illegal" (under ten minute) connection at Emeryville with the CZ, and that's cutting things too fine. In a pinch, I could book a Capitol-plus-bus trip to Reno, but I don't like booking a "train" trip that is mostly a ride on a bus.
The delay gave me enough time to walk over to the Silver Legacy casino and get a coffee. About 9 AM, the Zephyr appeared. Boarding was busy as it usually is at Reno. I got really lucky, in that I ended up with two seats to myself. This was rare. The coaches were quite full. A good proportion of my coach (people all bound for Emeryville) were a Boy Scout group. I did not ask from what event they were returning.
The trip out of Reno follows the Truckee River, with many scenes like this. The bridge in the distance carries the highway over both the river and the railroad.
West of Truckee, the serious climb into the mountains begins. Eventually you get to see Donner Lake far below the level of the snowsheds visible from I-80 on the opposite side of the canyon.
Cresting the summit at the "big hole" tunnel, the line now heads down the west slope. Views on both the east and west sides of the mountains are full of smoky haze from the many wildfires burning this summer.
I had lunch in the dining car. The pork shanks were quite good, and a nice change from the usual hamburger.
Roseville hosts some of the snow removal equipment, including these spreaders, sitting idle awaiting the call in a few months to keep the line clear up on "the hill."
I had not noticed when I originally boarded, but on one of the many curves along the route, I saw that there were two private railroad cars at the end of our train. During the Sacramento station stop, I trotted down to the rear of the train and was able to get this picture of one of the two cars. The train was longer than the platform here and thus I couldn't see the last car, but I'd get a shot at it later.
The private cars are not accessible from the rest of the train. They are "low level" cars, whereas the Superliners that make up the California Zephyr are "high level" cars. Thus the connections between cars don't match up. The private cars are presumably part of a charter trip, of which are there are a fair number. I'd love to take one of those trips myself, but it's a shame there's no easy way for the passengers riding the "varnish" to come forward, if only for a little variety.
(It's technically possible, although unlikely to happen. A small number of Amtrak Superliner cars are labeled Transition Sleepers, and they are high level on one end and low level on the other. Such cars are normally immediately behind the (low level) baggage car, and this arrangement allows access by the crew to the baggage car during the trip. These cars are also used as the crew dormitory and the conductor's office, and are mostly off-limits to passengers, although to get a bit more revenue Amtrak has taken to selling some of the sleeper compartments on the dorm car nowadays.)
Approaching the Benicia Bridge, we passed a Capitol Corridor train bound for Sacramento on the other track. The newer of the two road bridges is above. The rail bridge carrying the line over the Carquinez Strait to Martinez is in the center, and the older road bridge is beyond that.
I dozed off after Martinez, and before I knew it we were in Emeryville, the end of the line, and about twenty minutes early. Rather than lug my heavy bag on board with me, I had gone ahead and checked it at Reno, because they have checked luggage service. That was to prove my undoing here at Emeryville. You can see the luggage carts down the train as they unload all of the checked bags, including the many kit bags of all of those Boy Scouts. It took quite a while to get it all unloaded.
While the crew were still struggling to get the bags unloaded, along came a Capitol Corridor train for San Jose. Thanks to the early arrival of the Zephyr, if I had my luggage with me (which wouldn't have been that hard as it happens), I could have connected with a train that left before my originally scheduled arrival time on the CZ. Oh, well, at least it gave me 90 minutes or so to go have a relatively leisurely early dinner at the Emeryville Public Market.
After the luggage was unloaded, the Zephyr pulled out of the station, heading for the Oakland Maintenance facility, where the train would be cleaned, serviced, and prepared for its return trip to Chicago tomorrow morning. This gave me an opportunity to get a good photo of the dome car bringing up the rear of the train.
After claiming my bag, I went to get dinner, then walked back to the station and read until the next Capitol Corridor train arrived. This still was 90 minutes earlier than what Amtrak's original connection booked for me was. Fortunately, Capitol Corridor trains are still unreserved coach, so if you have a ticket, you can just take the next one that shows up rather than having to wait for the next one. This train got me back to Fremont "on the advertised."
I walked over to my mechanic's shop, where the Rolling Stone was sitting there waiting for me. I refueled both tanks, and we'll see by tomorrow evening whether the fuel leak is repaired.
As usual, I enjoyed my train trip. I'd do it more often if I could, but it isn't practical for the trips home. Coming down from Reno works, but the trips home do not, because the Zephyr leaves Emeryville at 9 AM. Also, even if I left the Rolling Stone at Fremont station (possible), the early morning Capitol Corridor train has an "illegal" (under ten minute) connection at Emeryville with the CZ, and that's cutting things too fine. In a pinch, I could book a Capitol-plus-bus trip to Reno, but I don't like booking a "train" trip that is mostly a ride on a bus.
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I once took the train down the Royal Gorge down by Colorado Springs, and that included a car with windows on the ceiling so you could look up - of course, there was also a car that didn't have a roof - same idea, but somehow having a window to look up through while travelling is lovely. I thought it was a fun trip, I don't know if you've had the pleasure of that one. If not, maybe you can fit it in before or after the Westercon coming up in Denver? Hope springs eternal.
I'd like to take another long train ride. The longest one I've taken was in France - I was out in Montpellier (on the Mediterranian, or darn close) for business and spent the weekend in Paris via the TGV train. Fast and very nice.
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At that point, I was in the process of transitioning my volunteer energy and time from scouting to con running, having stepped down as a scoutmaster about a year and a half before, and only working as a unit commissioner while starting to work with DucKon. So, my lunch somewhere between Raton and Albuquerque ended up being a lunch consisting of 4 Boy Scout leaders (albeit none of us in uniform, and two of us not traveling on scout business).
The thing that made me feel old, however, was when we got to Albuquerque. As I was getting off the train, I noticed that several of the scouts who I knew had just spent a week or so on trails of Philmont, and maybe a couple of nights at the basecamp recovering afterwards, were outside of the train playing hacky sack. I know I wouldn't have had that kind of energy even then.
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These are lovely pictures. One of these days, I need to do the ride up the Sierra on the Zephyr.
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I'm not sure if you are working on the east side of the bay or the peninsula at this point. Any chance of San Jose - by rail and BART to Emeryville?
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The key logistical point here is that my mechanic's shop is a short walk to the Fremont/Centerville Amtrak station, which is not the Fremont BART station, and indeed the two are miles apart. Yes, I could take a taxi between them, but I'd rather not do so. Also, the Emeryville Amtrak station is not a BART stop, and again, I'd need a taxi. Transit in the Bay Area is not very well joined up. There are a bunch of independent systems that don't touch each other, or at least not very often. As it happens, The Capitol Corridor (Amtrak) and BART do actually connect at two other points (Oakland Coliseum and Richmond). If my mechanic's shop was closer to BART, walking to BART, then taking it to Richmond to catch the train, might work.