My entire life November has been the longest month of the year for me when it comes to the passage of time due to being the month where winter weather grabs us by the throat and reminds us who is really in charge. The Railroads have spent the summer repairing and servicing their snow fighting equipment for the job ahead.
This month we will lean towards MOW - Ops as it applies to the problems the winter months present. Hopefully we will also get some scenic Winter shots to offset the grunge and muck the MOW crews have to endure.
November 11th is fast approaching and will be a time to share photos as they relate to those who fought and died for our freedom.
Good morning Diners A breezy day with showers forecast.
A coffee on the go please, Janie.
Birthdays. Birthdays. Three last week, two this. Older granddaughter and youngest grandson, party tomorrow.
Hopefully be in the train room later.
Good morning from the West Coast. Heavy rain today/10c.
I did 9kms through the backwoods in the heavy rain yesterday, got home just in time to watch the baseball game. I just hand off the drenched dog and the wife hits him with the dryer.
I got a few good hours in the trainroom yesterday and today will be a repeat. I replaced a 60cm section of track that got damaged and things are running smooth as silk again. The section was in the most hard to reach awkward spot on the layout and I was actually working up a sweat reaching over things to get the job done. I suspect something got put on it as the room has been a major storage area while the renovations are happening. I still have to solder the joiners and a set of feeders that (of course) were in that section.
I was sitting at the kitchen table this morning and my wife walks by and says here is a box of 200 windows for you. They are slide cover slips. Yesterday she was doing some lab work for a friend and asked her to pass the box of cover slips to her. Well, the well meaning friend opened the box, grabbed one with her dirty paws, thus contaminating the whole box. The friend was horrified when she found out the box was no longer considered sterile. My wife just laughed and explained that they would not be going to waste, they have now become windows she said. She then went on to explain. I had better get building things as I have a lot of boxes of windows sitting on the shelf.
I was playing with Dave’s plough yesterday and the decoder address is still 003. I need to change it as I have three new Rapido loco’s to get up and running. I could use the programming track but the plough needs its own address. Can’t decide what address to give it. I was thinking maybe the year Dave was born, or the year he passed away, then thought 1146 which is the # of post in his build thread.
I usually only watch hockey and that is by choice as one could spend way too much time watching sports with all that is on. I will watch the B.C. Lions on occasion when I am too bagged to move. I don’t watch baseball or basketball or soccer. Today, however I have the Canucks, the B.C. Lions playoff game and the final game of the world series all overlapping! My clicker finger will be getting a workout. I’ll be glad when I can just focus on hockey again. My son reminded me that we have his 60" TV in the closet and should set it up next to the other tube this afternoon. Why not.
Best get goin and hide in the trainroom before someone ask me to do something.
1913 was a terrible year in Ohio’s weather history.
In March: “The primary cause was an unusually strong and stalled storm system that dumped between 6 and 11 inches of rain across the state over a four-day period—an amount equivalent to a quarter’s worth of normal annual rainfall. In some areas, the rainfall was considered a 1-in-1,000 year event”
Below, the B&O main line in Kent was flooded:
“A separate, exceptionally deadly storm, nicknamed the “White Hurricane ,” struck the Great Lakes region in November 1913. This system produced hurricane-force winds (up to 90 mph), massive waves (over 35 feet), and blinding blizzards, particularly in Northeast Ohio cities like Cleveland, where 22.2 inches of snow fell.”
The NOT&L interurban was snowed in until a rescue car was sent from Akron to tow a marooned one.
I know I’ve posted this famous print before, but for old-time, old-school illustrations of what railroading was like for some people, this says it all, as far as I’m concerned:
Good Morning Diners. Zoe, scrambled eggs with bacon and cheese please.
Long day of working on the garage, then staying up late watching my daughter’s soccer game and a college football game. I’d love to blame being tired this morning on the time change, but I’m pretty sure yesterday’s tasks had more to do with it. Today? More of the same, but I’m seeing the light at the end of the tunnel on the garage work. A couple more days of work and it should be done.
Good November afternoon Diners.
That snowplow pic reminded me that some years ago (2018, the pic data says) I made an N Scale walk-behind snowblower for the then-current layout.
Since last month I could not post anything, I’ll try this month with a photo of that model…
Flo, give me something from the top shelf. Over rocks. Everyone, please allow me to complain.
Finishing up the garage work today, I lifted up a sheet of plywood to put it away when my elbow made loud tear/crack/pop sounds. Didn’t take long to start getting sweaty and feel light headed, so I knew something was wrong and had my wife run me up to the ER. Appears I have an avulsion fracture in my elbow. They want me to see an orthopedic doc this week. This sucks.
I think I have most of my clocks set back to Standard Time. For a retired guy I sure have lots of timepieces throughout the house! Must be the railroader in me?
Good, dreary modeling weather ahead. Glad I have a generous stock of firewood ready. The cats are already bidding on locations around the wood stove.
Good morning Diners. A dull, miserable looking, wet day.
A large coffee and blueberry muffin please, Chloe. I’ll sit by the window and watch the world pass by.
In some pain today. I am having to take painkillers. I take them when the pain is really bad. Ordinarily paracetamols work, but not today.
A buildup of ice caused by highway plows was too risky for the crew of the OY to deal with, plus they were running out of time so they decided to back into town and call it quits from here.
Good morning, diners. Chloe, I’ll have bacon, eggs, and coffee, please.
It’s good to be back after a busy weekend. I know I’ve said it before, but for you guys posting from phones, you’re more talented than me. I have nothing but problems trying to post photos and type on the phone. My laptop is much easier for me. I guess I could travel with the laptop, but that seems like more trouble than it’s worth.
I have watched the World Series every year since I was little. This year’s series I had no interest in. I didn’t like either team. If I had to pick, I would have gone with Toronto since they’ve never won before.
These two maples in our front yard are the best fall color in years. The bigger tree is 25 years old and has never been this colorful. It’s not completely changed, but should be fully orange before the end of the week. In a couple of weeks, the big oaks with start to change to their dark reddish brown. What this means is that for the next two months, I’ll be picking up leaves. The good news is that after that, there will be four glorious months of no lawn mowing.
My clicker finger will be getting a workout. I’ll be glad when I can just focus on hockey again. My son reminded me that we have his 60" TV in the closet and should set it up next to the other tube this afternoon. Why not. 
