tomikawaTT zugmann I have found a total of ONE torpedo. Long forgotten in the box on a foreign line locomotive. [snip] [snip] As a former disaster control responder, I was told to isolate any unidentified or known explosive device, clear the area of personnel and wait for a qualified EOD team to deal with it. I also got to re-calculate the safety zone around each parking spot where a bomb-loaded F-4 might be parked (it was big, and got bigger.) If, on the other hand, I recognized it as reasonably harmless (grenade with the pin still in, or a pipe nipple without an explosive charge) I could simply remove it and turn it over to EOD when they arrived if potentially explosive, or to recycling if it was simply scrap. So maybe the conductor saw something he didn't recognize that was actually not an immediate hazard, recognized as such by the responders. Sounds to me as if everyone involved did what they were supposed to do. Chuck {MSgt(ret) USAF]
zugmann I have found a total of ONE torpedo. Long forgotten in the box on a foreign line locomotive. [snip]
I have found a total of ONE torpedo. Long forgotten in the box on a foreign line locomotive. [snip]
[snip]
As a former disaster control responder, I was told to isolate any unidentified or known explosive device, clear the area of personnel and wait for a qualified EOD team to deal with it. I also got to re-calculate the safety zone around each parking spot where a bomb-loaded F-4 might be parked (it was big, and got bigger.) If, on the other hand, I recognized it as reasonably harmless (grenade with the pin still in, or a pipe nipple without an explosive charge) I could simply remove it and turn it over to EOD when they arrived if potentially explosive, or to recycling if it was simply scrap.
So maybe the conductor saw something he didn't recognize that was actually not an immediate hazard, recognized as such by the responders. Sounds to me as if everyone involved did what they were supposed to do.
Chuck {MSgt(ret) USAF]
When I was working at the Aberdeen Proving Grounds in Maryland in the early 1980's, some of the safety rules and briefings concerned UXO = UneXploded Ordnance, especially the old stuff, which we were told could be more dangerous because of chemical decomposition leading to instability and hence a risk of detonation from any impetus - movement, vibration, impact, static electricity, etc.
So yours truly was walking along a low embankment on the edge of a large field above the Mulberry Point track one fine spring afternoon, and sees something that looks like an old dirt-encrusted mortar round laying at the break of the slope down to the tracks. A hole the same size was right next to it, and the grass was freshly mowed - I surmised that a tire on the mower caught the edge of it and flipped it out of its hole. There was nothing identifiable nearby, so I got a single stake out of the truck, drove it in the ground about 3 ft. away, and tied red survey flagging on it. On my way out that day I reported it by leaving a message for our APG construction coordinator/ inspector, 'Doc' Shelley.
Next morning I stopped in to ask what happened with it. He notified the base Fire Dept., who got the UXO guys out to go get and dispose of it - turned out it was a live round from back in the World War I days. Then I was complimented for finding and reporting it - and yelled at for driving the stake in next to it, which could have set it off. Lesson learned for the next time, which may pertain here . . . even if you know what it is, if it's old, don't touch it or go near it - get the experts.
- Paul North.
zugmann And what happens when a RRer finds a fusee in the fog?
And what happens when a RRer finds a fusee in the fog?
Run away, screaming, at a speed slow enough to allow stopping within half the length of visibility or 15 feet per hour, whichever is slower.
"No soup for you!" - Yev Kassem (from Seinfeld)
I've noticed blueberries do the same thing....
spcascades Oregon. See, you can eat cookies all day long and when they come out you can't tell what it was. Now corn on the other hand, well....
Oregon. See, you can eat cookies all day long and when they come out you can't tell what it was. Now corn on the other hand, well....
Or Tomatoes----
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blownout cylinder But was it the Oreo or the Oregon cookie?
But was it the Oreo or the Oregon cookie?
Oregon cookies are a "sometimes food".
It's been fun. But it isn't much fun anymore. Signing off for now.
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BamaCSX83 *sung in his best Cookie Monster voice* "C is for cookie, that's good enough for me"....
*sung in his best Cookie Monster voice* "C is for cookie, that's good enough for me"....
RRKenI never get gas from Goat's Milk.
I never get gas from Goat's Milk.
Guess we'll have to search elsewhere to solve our energy crisis...
It probably wouldn't be wise to chase an Oregon Cookie eatin' goat into a corn field.
zugmann blownout cylinder They get too much gas if they have too many cookies? Only if they are Oregon cookies.
blownout cylinder They get too much gas if they have too many cookies?
They get too much gas if they have too many cookies?
Only if they are Oregon cookies.
zugmann Murphy Siding First generation, or second generation goat? Was it painted Goat Heritage I, or Goat Heritage III? Low-emissions, Genset Goat. Unless he had too many cookies...
Murphy Siding First generation, or second generation goat? Was it painted Goat Heritage I, or Goat Heritage III?
First generation, or second generation goat? Was it painted Goat Heritage I, or Goat Heritage III?
Low-emissions, Genset Goat. Unless he had too many cookies...
You can't find Oregon cookies in a corn field.
blownout cylinderzugmannMaybe the engineer got lost in the fog....? I can just hear this now---"Which way do we go George? Which way do we go?"
zugmannMaybe the engineer got lost in the fog....?
I can just hear this now---"Which way do we go George? Which way do we go?"
"Bring it back, reeeeeeeeal easy!"
spcascades No, No. The goat was perfectly fine right were it was, doing what normal goats do. eating cookies in the pasture. BTW, for you mega-foamers out there, the goat used in this thread is an animal, not a switch engine. I felt I had to clear the air on that since there are probably many folks at home asking themselves, "now why would a switch engine be out in a pasture..... "
No, No. The goat was perfectly fine right were it was, doing what normal goats do. eating cookies in the pasture.
BTW, for you mega-foamers out there, the goat used in this thread is an animal, not a switch engine. I felt I had to clear the air on that since there are probably many folks at home asking themselves, "now why would a switch engine be out in a pasture..... "
Maybe the engineer got lost in the fog....?
spcascades zugmann spcascades I ran over that there torpedo in attempts to scare the cooie eating goat, in which case I would steal the remaining cookies, but to no avail. Those little torepdos are so common and readily available, the goat was used to them. Kinda like railroad workers are to know-it-wall foamers. cmon... we know you wanted to steal the goat! No, No. The goat was perfectly fine right were it was, doing what normal goats do. eating cookies in the pasture. BTW, for you mega-foamers out there, the goat used in this thread is an animal, not a switch engine. I felt I had to clear the air on that since there are probably many folks at home asking themselves, "now why would a switch engine be out in a pasture..... "
zugmann spcascades I ran over that there torpedo in attempts to scare the cooie eating goat, in which case I would steal the remaining cookies, but to no avail. Those little torepdos are so common and readily available, the goat was used to them. Kinda like railroad workers are to know-it-wall foamers. cmon... we know you wanted to steal the goat!
spcascades I ran over that there torpedo in attempts to scare the cooie eating goat, in which case I would steal the remaining cookies, but to no avail. Those little torepdos are so common and readily available, the goat was used to them. Kinda like railroad workers are to know-it-wall foamers.
I ran over that there torpedo in attempts to scare the cooie eating goat, in which case I would steal the remaining cookies, but to no avail. Those little torepdos are so common and readily available, the goat was used to them. Kinda like railroad workers are to know-it-wall foamers.
cmon... we know you wanted to steal the goat!
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spcascadesBTW, for you mega-foamers out there, the goat used in this thread is an animal, not a switch engine. I felt I had to clear the air on that since there are probably many folks at home asking themselves, "now why would a switch engine be out in a pasture..... "
Pasture? Was it not a cornfield?
When I first saw this I thought of the weird story of the locomotive that apparently went off icy rails and ended up in the middle of a field---only to back up and rerail itself and just carry on. Like I said---weird weird weird
spcascadesI ran over that there torpedo in attempts to scare the cooie eating goat, in which case I would steal the remaining cookies, but to no avail. Those little torepdos are so common and readily available, the goat was used to them. Kinda like railroad workers are to know-it-wall foamers.
I tried using oreos to protect a crossing. Didn't work too well.
Goats ate them all.
But I didn't set the bushes on fire!
blownout cylinder Murphy Siding nor do I see explosive oreos mentioned. Are they any relationship to the exploding Torpedo Cigar?
Murphy Siding nor do I see explosive oreos mentioned.
Are they any relationship to the exploding Torpedo Cigar?
Hand rolled by Cubans in Brooklyn, and packed in axle grease. I have had a few.
spcascades But anyway... Whilst going on 10 years for searching for these little explosive devices, I looked out the window and notced a goat in a pasture eating Oregon Cookies!
But anyway... Whilst going on 10 years for searching for these little explosive devices, I looked out the window and notced a goat in a pasture eating Oregon Cookies!
They have them in Wisconsin too, mostly from dairy.
spcascadesOne time, I was going through my power consist to try and find those torpedos that are so very common amongst all railroads today, even class A roads, whatever that is, never heard of a class A road before. But anyway... Whilst going on 10 years for searching for these little explosive devices, I looked out the window and notced a goat in a pasture eating Oreo Cookies! Now here's where it gets wierd. I opened the door to check the water sightglass and found a torpedo on the floor next to the auto-drain!! Isn't that the strangest thing!!
One time, I was going through my power consist to try and find those torpedos that are so very common amongst all railroads today, even class A roads, whatever that is, never heard of a class A road before. But anyway... Whilst going on 10 years for searching for these little explosive devices, I looked out the window and notced a goat in a pasture eating Oreo Cookies!
Now here's where it gets wierd. I opened the door to check the water sightglass and found a torpedo on the floor next to the auto-drain!! Isn't that the strangest thing!!
Now I want some oreos.
Murphy Siding first post of this (insane) thread:
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Aww, you're too kind!
One time, I was going through my power consist to try and find those torpedos that are so very common amongst all railroads today, even class A roads, whatever that is, never heard of a class A road before. But anyway... Whilst going on 10 years for searching for these little explosive devices, I looked out the window and notced a goat in a pasture eating "Oregon" Cookies! Yes, Oregon cookies. We're only Class B railroads out here, so we're wetter.
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