When I started my career on the railroad I was an 18 year old kid. I knew alot of Railroad people and decided I wanted to be a locomotive electrician. To me they seemed like the guys eveyone went to with a problem, it didn’t matter if you had locomotive problems or woman problems everybody went to see the electricians. As a brand new electricians helper I was assigned to stick with a journeyman, the first order of buisness was to get the new kid on track with the whole RR safety thing, so I was told story after story about how other railroaders were killed or maimed. I was terrified . By the end of the first week I had learned how to clean parts and I was glad I didn’t have to work on any locomotives, I thought I could just clean parts forever and stay alive. The scariest story of all involved the Fairbanks Morse switch engines, I was told how some poor electrician opened the main electrical cabinet and a blue ball of fire came uot of the cabinet and snuffed him out right in front of the engineer, so the very next week I was asked to assist with a FM I was ready to meet my maker. About 11:00 PM we walked out to the service tracks, I could see the ominous Fairbanks, guys were working on the engine getting it ready to go to work. As I got up to the locomotive I was remembering the terrible stories,( I really didn’t want to go near it) As my coworkers began cranking the engine over the engine started to come to life when suddenly KABOOM all hell broke loose , I took off running like the world was ending, I ran until I realized I was the only one running away. As I turned back toward the locomotive my coworkers were rolling around on the ground laughing, I was set up! The locomotive was behaving normally.
Randy
Man, they got you good. Who knew railroad technicians could pull of such a wonderful prank? How did that make you feel?
[8]TrainFreak409[8]
PS. I wish I had some interesting stories to tell
I just got my BA-6 from the RR retirement board, as of june I now have 240 months on the railroad. Today I feel old. I thought I’d share some of my memories of the last 20 years.
It’s been a rough week, this week I have been working on problem locomotives. the ones that fail with the same cause over and over. The W.C. 6593 caught fire Sunday while I was testing it (at least the problem presented itself) it wasn’t a major repair and as far as I know the engine is running fine today. Well goota go to work…
Randy
awesome stories…more more more!
With all the sophisticated test equipment available these days it’s easy to forget that the best trouble shooting tools are still the eyes,ears and nose.
On one particular evening I was asked to look at a GP-35 that was having some loading problems, I could smell something was wrong as soon as I stepped into the cab, burnt semi-conductors…I stuck my nose into the electrical cabinet to smell my way to the problem. I found a little red rectifier hanging by it’s wires , it seemed that the smell was indeed coming from this device. It was a hot night and I was sweating alot so when I moved closer to sniff the rectifier a bead of sweat rooled down my nose and made contact with the positive side of the rectifier, since I was holding on to the negative with my hand I completed a current path through my nose. Got two black eyes!
Randy
OUCH!
And you have to love those rectifiers. Slightly off topic,but I have a couple of scars on two fingers where I touched a power supply I was working on here at the house,and got bit.[:p]
Interesting stories. Please share more.Being a electronics technician myself I find your stories particularly interesting.
I can’t say from an electricians standpoint but only from my own as an Engineer. One night I was running an older GE and a couple other 6-axles off the hill. We only had about 40 cars and I had about 10 pound of air holding the train well as we rolled onto the flat. I wanted to cool things down so I released the air and set the throttle to idle and began counting down to switch to dynamics for a short speed restriction ahead. As I set the dynamics and brought them up to the fifth position (I can never bring myself to call them notches, that is a throttle only to me), a bright BLUE flash lit the night and my conductor (who had assumed the backseat, feet up attitude) almost jumped out of his seat. I asked him if it was close dry lightning as it was a humid late summer day . He looked and me and was about to speak when I set the dynamic up a bit. ZAP! There was that flash again. He was pointing out the back window at the resistor grid and said in a shaky voice, “It’s lighning alright, came right out of the dynamics! Five forks of it too!”. Needless to say we didn’t use the dynamics for the balance of the trip And they were on my report to the Mechanical folks. My Conductor, loves to tell that story to this day, how “forked lighning” was coming out of the unit as we blazed down the hill. That’s my only really good electrical story…
LC
Hey LC, take an old EMD -2 , put it in dynamic #8, open up the electrical cab door, then take the start / Isolate - run switch and turn it to start and watch the fire fly. Don’t worry thats how you check the dynamics.[(-D][:-^]
You are joking, right?
Sweet, I love electrical stories, don’t get to hear many. Going into electrical engineering is what i always wanted to do. It started when i was plugging an alarm clock into an extension cord and somehow it zapped and threw me across the room. I wanted to know exactly what happened and that took me to where i am now.
Adrianspeeder
6582 is an SD-45 . A few years ago it was having problems with ground relays . I was assigned to look at this engine so at 5:00am I made my way out to the service tracks. I was having a little trouble getting going at that early hour, I decided on a little shortcut, I placed the locomotive into self load and started notching out, I was expecting the ground relay to trip but I did not expect what happened next. The sky and the surrounding area were lighted by a blinding flash, followed by a report like a cannon. in the chaos the ground tripped and the engine returned to idle, I knew what happened and that old sinking feeling came over me. I dreaded looking out the rear window for fear of what I would see. Sure enough the top of the locomotive was on fire, and what a fire, it looked more like a blast furnace, the flames were at least 25’ high. I grabbed the fire extinguisher and jumped onto the roof. After emptying several I began to dawn on me that I was wasting my time. My coworkers started feeling sorry for me and came with a couple more fire extinguishers
and the comedy began. I was firing my extinguisher down from the top and a couple of other guys were shooting up from the bottom. I could’nt figure out why I was getting the powder back in my face. The foreman called the fire dept. and they were afraid of electrocution I had to assure them that it would be fine to put water on it , the only way to get the fire out is to cool off the grid hatch.
I was very disappointed with myself , the reason the grids blew out was because the DB fans were not running and I failed to check this before I loaded heavy, all I would have done was take a piece of paper , hold it up to the grids and see that the paper is sucked into the grids. The 6582 was badly damaged, the hot molten metal from the grids melted holes in the carbody in many places, the dynamic brake cabling was destroyed , all six grids were gone and the freshly painted locomotive needed repainting.
Of course there was an investigation and it wa
I had the blue fire effect from the dynamics on B&O GP30 6900 one night. I had stuffed the train orders in the space between the radio and the top of the control stand. Some of them slipped partially out and unfolded down over the brake warning light blocking it from view. This was before the brake current was automatically limited to a safe level and I apparently exceeded it… I was coming south down hill on the BR&P slowing down approaching the Echo train order station when the night lit up brighter than day. There were power lines along the tracks and I thought we had derailed and knocked them down. When I looked back along the unit blue fire and sparks were coming out of every opening and crack in the hood. Later when I looked at the brake grids only a small part had melted but it sure made an impressive sight.
I had a scare while checking a newly built English Electric locomotive in the Rocklea plant near Brisbane. Thermometers were located at crucial points in the cooling circuit and I had been tasked to walk around and note the readings at ten minute intervals. The locomotive was connected to a load box, a big (variable) resistor capable of taking more than the 2025 HP from the 12CSVT engine which was running for the first time since installation. I opened the hood door nearest the radiator, read the thermometer, and closed the door. There was a loud bang followed by a hissing noise and it got very hot very quickly. The radiator header tank just behind the engine had a drain plug on my side, or to be more correct had no drain plug. When the tank was painted, the threaded hole had been taped over to keep paint off the threads. It had been taped very well, enough to hold a full tank of water, at least until the steam pressure built up as the temperature increased. The correct plug was put in, the tank refilled and the test continued but I read all the temperatures with my head well clear of the hood for the rest of the test.
Peter
this is cool hee hee, once i saw cn 304 at washago with a red fuel tank, i thought thats not normal, then when he went through the greasers at the end of a home switch, the tank fell off and sent fir everywhere. that was so hot that day. hee hee
Part of my job is to test locomotives after major work is performed, such as turbo changes etc. We usually loadbox engines that come out of the shop to make sure everything is working, cooling fans etc. It’s also important to make sure the engine is making the correct horsepower. On one such evening I was sent out to loadbox an SD-45 that just had it’s turbo changed. I started the engine and went into the cab to allow the locomotive to warm up. I sat down in the firemans seat and glanced out the rear window and noticed smoke coming from the area near the turbo, thinking that there was an exhaust leak I went ahead and walked around to see what was going on. The aux gen drive was glowing red and smoking, I ran aroung the other side, and pulled the layshaft back to shut the thing down. No sooner did the engine stop rotating that a loud bank followed by a dandy orange fireball lit up the night . A coworker walking past the engine took off running as the top covers blew open. After I stopped shaking I realized that the locomotive had a limited crankcase explosion. We let the locomotive sit for the required 2 hours following the explosion and upon investigation found that the installer failed to provide lateral play in the aux gen causing over heated bearings and an oil fire inside the prime mover.
Randy
Great Stories, very amusing! [:D]
I work with some very rough and tumble guys. alot of the machinists are over 250 lbs 6’1" you know the type, beer drinking loud and tough. I found out just HOW tough one night. I was selected to repair a dynamic brake hatch on an SD-45, the cabling was badly burnt and we were out of the correct cable. the best we could do was try to strip some cabling out of a scrap engine ( I think the 8993) I asked for and receive a helper in the form of Donny A, a big tough RR man from the GBW. We crawled up into the hood of this locomotive hulk and proceeded to unbolt cableing. I was briefly startled by a group of pigeons sitting directly on the cables I was taking. Since it was pitch black out the birds didn’t want to fly away so I figure I’d just move them to a different perch. I grabbed one and said "here Donny, put this stupid bird over on your side , I jumped a foot when Donny let out a blood curdling screech, I thought he was hurt. Igot out from inside of this hulk and pressed Donny to find out what the problem was, he said he didn’t like pigeons and he proved it , squeeling like a little girl . Of course he wanted to make sure that we kept this to the two of us.
Randy
[:D]
He’s probably seen that Alfred Hichcock movie one too many times.[:0]
I don’t know if anyone else has this problem? I have a hard time staying awake on freight trains. Often times I ride trains to diagnose a mysterious problem, I’ll take my trusty laptop, my tool pouch,food etc.sometimes I ride a train right after my usual shift. One time I got into trouble. On a train to Chicago I fell asleep, I was sleeping very soundly because I failed to notice the crew change. The WC crew delivered the train to the CSX, the CSX crew took over and I was happily sound asleep. When I woke up the train was just like I remembered it exept I didn’t recognize the countryside. I was riding the 3rd unit in the consist. I waited for the train to stop for a meet and walked up to the cab. I must have scared the hell out of the crew, they weren’t expecting someone coming in the back door. I didn’t recognize the crew and I started getting that old sinking feeling. Turns out I was somewhere in eastern Indiana, I was in a panic. It was decided that I should get on the next westbound train and get back to Chicago. I arrived back at the BRC and had to wait several hours for the next WC train so I climbed into the cab of the WCs and took a nap…