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2 ‘Hey Now’s,’ price of 1

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Thursday October 8

– photo by Mitch Waxman

After arriving on the south shore of the Monongahela River in Pittsburgh, via the T light rail from the Downtown area, your humble narrator scuttled towards a familiar destination – a brewery that sits alongside the CSX Pittsburgh Subdivision tracks.

The plan was to grab a beer, but just one on this day, as it was still kind of early (around 2 pm). I was on my way to the brewery when the signal arms descended and the chimes began ringing.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

Hey Now!

CSX #3028 hurled past. Heading away from Pittsburgh, in a southeasterly direction.

Historically, the space I was walking through used to be a part of an enormous train yard operated by the PLERR – ‘P&LE” or the ‘Pittsburgh and Lake Erie Railroad.’

That trivia would matter, when the next one appeared.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

One was heading towards the usual spot at the brewery, and that cold beer I had been dreaming about for a few miles now. So was #3028 and the line of mixed rail cars that it was hauling behind it.

Managed to get to the brewery, inspect the porcelain, and order a drink.

Just as I was securing my gear around the outdoor table which I’d be occupying, the signal chimes lit up again and the RR’s wooden barrier arms descended at the street intersections.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

Next up was CSX #1875.

Hey Now! – This is the 15th train which the CSX people have painted up with ‘heritage’ color ways and branding for this year’s July 4th dealie.

Here’s their press release.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

I wish there was some way I could convey how loud the experience is, having a fright train shoot past you about ten to twenty feet away – at speed – while it’s passing through a space wherein it’s entirely surrounded by brick walls. Sound bounces, and reflects, and… scalar effects, that’s what they’re called.

Suffice to say that I could be listening to Black Sabbath – at maximum volume – through headphones jammed tightly in my ears, and I would not be able to hear a single note of it. Lord of this world, indeed.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

Similarly to #3028, #1875 was heading in a southeasterly direction and towards the ‘Mon Valley,’ a highly industrialized series of communities which hug the shorelines of the Monongahela River all the way through PA, and then into West Virginia.

To sum this area up simply – it’s the rust belt.

Back tomorrow with something that’s WAY different.


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October 8, 2026 at 11:00 am