For those not familiar with this blog, I follow rivers, bayous, back roads and
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Again, I was headed up ancient US 51 into Mississippi. I wouldn't reach the Ferguson Branch until Brookhaven.
I decided to give the east side of the tracks a better inspection.
From that vantage point I saw the historic home that I had featured, but hadn't shot,
I exited Osyka.
Next up was Magnolia. Did I tell you I once tried to get married in Magnolia? Now I'm married to a Magnolia, my 100 lb female brown Lab, Magnolia May. Yes, Magnolia may or may not depending on her mood.
I think I shot this place a bit south of town. My camera has a pretty good zoomer.
I know this was shooting north.
While in Magnolia I updated my depot picture.
I've come to notice that many present and past sewer plants were and are adjacent to railroads. I may enlist 00-L, once again, in solving the mystery of "Why". At the McComb Depot, "Cute" is all I can say about it right now. It was an Illinois Central engine. (switcher). You can google the number and have fun for hours.
McComb Park I thought the thing might have been a huge train engine turntable at one time. I got down and asked the yard man what it was. He said they put water in it and people swim there. Winking, he added that it's called a "swimming pool". I realized at that point that I may have a one track mind.
I kept moving north in the park and exited beside this beautiful lake. The mainline
The Summit, Miss. Depot
I kept thinking that the City of New Orleans would be coming along.
That overpass looked like a good opportunity.
Summit The last time I was in Summit, years ago, downtown was empty. I was very depressed thinking it had died. Not so. It seemed that I was there on Sunday. Friday was all different. Nice new paint on the new blacktop. Looking sharp, Summit.
Summit City Hall and Iberia Parish's courthouses use the same architecture.
Some pictures will forever be a mystery.
A line of boxcars sat in the distance.
South of Brookhaven
The bay window reminded me of a depot.
This was prior to the "incident".
The color scheme said "RR". The neighborhood said something else.
Below is an old map of the rail arrangement at Brookhaven. I began to get serious about looking around. I'd be riding the historic Mississippi Central RR, east.
Amtrak has moved to its present location. Reading that is kinda funny. Where else would it be?
I once liked Brookhaven.
Check the map above. There had been a set of rails next to the red brick warehouse (below) that connected to the line we'll follow going to Ferguson.
The new Amtrak facility (Ex city incinerator) This is where I met the terminator.
This is the new loading platform.
Depot (incinerator) stack. I would imagine it would be a heck of an antenna pole.
This is the CN yard office area north of the depot.
These are the Ferguson Branch tracks. They are the ones I came to follow.
But, first I'd head out to the CN North Yard.
These are the rails coming in from Ferguson and joining the yard.
Looking from the north, to the north, to the overpass.
Returning to just north of the present AMTK facility, I noticed another sewer plant (RIP) near the mainline. My study of sewer plants and rail proximity is gathering momentum.
Reflecting back on Amtrak (incinerator) depot, it seems Amtrak has likewise gravitated to disposal locations.
It was time to move east. I'd try to forget about Brookhaven's "best". He was probably an OK guy just doing his job in need of a little public relations tune up, and an attitude adjustment. But, you won't catch me in Brookhaven Mississippi on a Saturday night.
On the way to Friendship. Ah, now I was feeling better.
Airport Road is now Heuck's Retreat Road.
Friendship runs into Heuck's Retreat.
Looking east at the rails and Heuck's Retreat Road.
This explains my present state of mind.
Just up Clark Travis was the location of Carlos. (30 car siding)
I have no idea why I went to where you see my tracks meet
"Gloster Southern" besides to check on the tracks.
The ride across the high country looked really nice.
The overpass pictures were taken from Haley as it went north.
This is a big map. Scroll side to side.
Haley would run into Nola and Nola would take me to Woolworth where I'd go north to Rafn.
Rafn Sorry, dating services don't even list this place.
The shot below is likewise shooting west toward
This is shooting east, the direction we are going.
I'm not going to tell you my ears popped.
Traveling north, then east, then south, I arrived in Woolworth.
Woolworth (48 car siding) No department store.
Next, I'd try to get to Sontag but was blocked.
The tracks crossed International. I had to backtrack to Sontag Nola.
If I hadn't been alone I would have crossed the creek on the bike.
Next, it was Martin Road to Nola Road to Nola Sontag Road.
Up to Sontag. Sontag was a small community but large in comparison.
I crossed the tracks and came back the other way.
The loading door caught my eye. It was probably for trucks.
I'd ride east, then north and then east on Smith Ferry, a road I'd hoped would
Here, Smith Ferry comes in from the west into Wanilla.
Back at Wanilla, I took a few shots of the "diamond".
Looking north along the abandoned IC (NOGN) to Jackson. (passed the parked cars)
I was north of the east-west rails looking south toward Bogalusa.
I'm fairly sure this is looking back toward Sontag.
Looking south toward Bogalusa, again.
A poor shot of the cross track out beyond the east to north wye arm.
Looking west toward Brookhaven form the stop sign area.
Looking east toward Ferguson.
Looking east from Wanilla.
I was here, I wasn't giving up until I saw it all. I talked to a local and he said if it was up to him, he'd let me take a look at the bridge. But, he'd only seen it by boat. He added that it had a big wheel to turn it. It was last turned in 1906. River traffic has been slow to none since then.
I cruised in the Georgia Pacific Mill front gate off of US 84 and started shooting. Yes, there is a "Visitor's Parking Lot".
I could see no rails from the Visitor's Parking. I went back to US 84
The left side looked private, the right side looked public.
I knew my time was limited. A good shot of the mill presented itself.
I rode west until I saw a guy crossing the yard on a mule. I turned
Charlie said there would be an engine there. Sure enough. But...
This is where the above pictures were taken.
I called Gildorf. In 30 minutes we were off in his peddle air mobile, me doing the majority of the effort.
This is south of the mainline. I would exit going south on that road to the right.
Moving north from the location above.
This is the main yard where I came in.
Heading west toward the bridge.
Oh my goodness, I caught the train leaving.
You can see the once complete diamond track formation.
Back at the bridge the train was gone. I'm not kidding. I couldn't find it again.
In an anti - climatic mood I stopped in Tylertown. I'd learned a little more about the Fernhill RR. It's tracks had gone west to just below Brookhaven. I found remnants
That's how she went to the depot.
Update: That is the Fernwood Depot.
The NOGN / GMO depot is to the left, not shown.