I was a little surprised to see nobody else has posted photos of the Big Boy 4014 and the Living Legend 844. These two locomotives were recently in Ogden, Utah for part of the Golden Spike 150 festivities. I was working when they came into town, but they headed home on Mother's Day and I was able to make it out. I was unable to go scout locations ahead of time but I was able to use Google Earth to do some e-scouting. I picked out 5 locations in Weber Canyon and another in Echo Canyon. I headed out Sunday morning with a 45 minute drive to my first location. I anticipated some people coming out to see this but I was oblivious to just how popular this was. I couldn't even get off the interstate at my first location because it was so busy so I just kept on going. I decided the second location would probably be best as it had a tunnel and a bridge, so I pulled into my second location about an hour before the train should arrive and it was already a zoo. I found a spot amongst the other serious amateur photographers and waited. We were all in agreement about our framing and helped the late comers figure out that being in our frame was NOT going to work. Crazy times. It got pretty loud and even somewhat heated a couple times. Anyhow, the train finally arrived and we got our shots and then tried to leave. Seems everybody and their dog was out for the day to pace the train. That's great if you're the pace car but if not it's just a parking lot on the interstate. The train had gone by my third fourth and fifth locations before I even got on the interstate, so I just headed for my final location. I got there, still equipped with the 17-50 lens on the camera. 50 was great for shooting across the highway for a broadside picture. As I looked about the site it all came together. Looking to the west the tracks come around the hill through a cut with beautiful snow capped mountains behind. Perfect for 200mm. I scrambled back to the car, swapped out lenses and scrambled back to the shooting location. Out of breath and panting heavily I can see the smoke from the engine rising from behind the mountain. Deep breaths, control the shakes, calm the nerves. Barely pulled it together as the Big Boy blasted through the cut and rounded the mountain. I grabbed a few frames and then it was over.







