An attempt to education

Last Friday and Saturday, wife and daughter were out of the house. With the son sleeping at 7pm already, the men’s night was rather lonely. Never mind, we got to spend some quality time together on Saturday. I took him out to watch some freight trains. Good education can’t start soon enough. The young man didn’t care one bit, as he was or sleeping, or … Continue reading An attempt to education

Living the day as it comes

Yesterday I made an old-school – non-battery powered – bicyce trip chasing trains. Oldschool in modern times, meaning I first had to bring my daughter to school before jumping on a train. Paperless tickets are good, but can cause stress when you forgot your password. And the backpack didn’t only contain a camera and lenses, but also a heavy tripod and an e-reader. What didn’t … Continue reading Living the day as it comes

Midi

A holiday bicycle ride brought me to Biganos, between Bordeaux and Arcachon. The rail line here is straight, for kilometers long. South of Biganos, on the section to Dax, the straight stretch is even more than 30 km long. Must be quite boring as a train driver, but the “Midi” catenary system makes it intersting for railfans. It are still the original constructions, although between … Continue reading Midi

Morocco day 7: tastes like more

What more to expect on the last day of this successful trip? Not expecting much more, we wanted to check out what the Sidi Kacem region had to offer, before heading to the airport. This time, it was Eurorailer and his sharp eye announcing “something green” when passing the station of Sidi Mbarek Rdom. Turns out nez cassé 1302 had broken down and needed to … Continue reading Morocco day 7: tastes like more

Burning into the night

The regular freight train connecting Bully-Grenay in France and Tessenderlo in Belgium has been riding 1 hour later than usual, permanently it seems. Only a few days a year can it be photographed in what you could call daylight. Also so in my hometown De Pinte beginning of July. While going for a stroll I accidently crossed paths with this train. The construction site of … Continue reading Burning into the night