|Posted by Samurai|
i've had trains sneak up on me on the Bridgeline that runs through Port Henry... in the cliffs you can't hear them coming and them POW! there they are bearing down on you at 50+mph!!!
why is it all the good ones get iced and the assholes live forever?
Samuri, spooky ain't it? That fucking buck playing choo-choo train with me the other day was shits too. People seem to think they can move fast, and that they are always in control. After reading that article about Dev that Skelly posted (the first one I read was missing the part about time, tripod/camera, and the how Dev was found details) I was left feeling unsettled. It could easily have been myself, or anyone who walks train tracks; it's too easy to do.
I wonder if he was setting up for a shot on the tracks and fell asleep, tagged by a stray bolt of lightning, miscalculated, was lost in thought, tripped; so many ways to fuck up, and things to go wrong! I had an automated track switch close 15 feet from were I was shooting on the tracks the other day, made me jump. Yeah I know to stay clear of them, but around trains and tracks there are so many things like that just waiting for that one time you forget. Couldn't help but think about what had happen to Dev.
I still have a small "dent" in my left lower rib cage from 25 years ago when I tipped on the first rail and fell square across the second rail while running across them at lunch break. I was able to get my hand out to help break the fall, but that positioned me to take the impact square on my side, right on the ribs. I'm lucky no train was coming and that I was able to scrape myself up after 20-60? seconds. I was going into shock, having trouble breathing and wasn't even sure I could walk another 100 feet after I managed to get up. I was, but too close. It only takes the smallest misstep, slip, or chance of fate...Poor Dev.
Peace Dev. Locked doors don't mean anything now. - Jonsered