“It’s Fall, right??”
That is what I said as this day turned out to be just
spectacular. Abundant sunshine. Some cirrus near us. Crystal blue skies. I gave
HD, the Hippy Dippy Weatherman, a call. Got his voicemail: “Working on my tan,
Man. Leave it please, Man. Thanks, Man. BEEP”. Gotta admit the dude has his priorities.
Enjoy, HD.
Today I spent the day exploring Kearney. Visiting downtown.
Train chasing. And for the first time on a trip out here, wearing shorts and a
thin shirt. Any other time I have been out here, it has had the propensity to
either be cold, quite cool or Indian Summer. And when I was looking at the
forecast before I left, I packed the shorts but not my Amtrak hat and scarf nor
my gloves. Wish I had last week. But today, it was Shorts Day. 86 degrees. I think I even
added a bit to my tan. Not that I’m complaining.
Downtown Kearney is a very unique town. Reminds me of
Manchester, Connecticut back home. Small stores. Pull-in, diagonal parking; and
brick roads in the center of town (not in Manchester). You have the equivalents
of Bob’s Discount Furniture:
Raymour & Flannigan’s:
Do have a dentist like this (they probably use the big
screen to look at x-rays):
“Friends” dog grooming:
Um??:
Local radio:
Bending and suction (sorry, writer’s block):
And colors of Fall:
After lunch, I went up to see my nemesis. No, not News 8
photog Tim Clune (VERY long story), but, this bridge:
The 30th Avenue Bridge to the west of the city and to the east of the curves’ dip (see Part 3). Every time I came to this bridge in the past, I get up there, wait around and….no trains. Walk off the bridge, get to my car. Start the car. As soon as I leave….BOOM…. train going by. I did have good luck back in 2014. That was the only time. (Sigh) Philbert loves you, Nemy (now I’m talking about Tim).
And then I found something that I have never seen
before. While I was watching a loaded coal train go by, up pops a biker pops up from underground and another biker goes underground right in front of me.
Cue the Mission: Impossible theme….but at a background level, please.
And here’s this tunnel. To the south of West North Railroad Avenue. And there was this street crossing sign for bikers:
Cue the Mission: Impossible theme….but at a background level, please.
And here’s this tunnel. To the south of West North Railroad Avenue. And there was this street crossing sign for bikers:
Seems the trail runs underneath Union Pacific’s main line next to a culvert carrying a fast moving creek that comes down from the city's resivoir:
The trail's walls and path were dropped in
place and the creek rolls right by. This trail is part of a system of bike
trails throughout the city. All concrete. Locally funded.
Check it out at http://www.cityofkearney.org/DocumentCenter/Home/View/2680
Anyway, the rest of the day was spent outside along Railroad
Avenue, chasing trains, working on my tan.
Wednesday it’s back to North Platte as I work my way west to
my arrival in Cheyenne, Wyoming on Thursday afternoon. May the nice weather continue…please?!
I’m Philip J Zocco. On The Road. In Kearney, Nebraska.
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