Three Santa Fe’s at Hubbardston.

Sometimes railway locomotives mean more than power for today’s train.

Over the years some old engines connect the dots.

A brisk wind was blowing across the water, as I listened to the distant whistle of a southward train approaching Moosehorn Pond in Hubbardston, Massachusetts.  I thought back over the years . . .


In January 1991, under clear California skies, J.D. Schmid and I explored Santa Fe Railway’s Needles District between Barstow and Needles.

We were east of Ash Hill when the once a week Maersk double-stack from Richmond rolled by with brand new DASH8-40BWs in the lead. These were the only modern General Electric wide-cab four-axle diesel locomotives built for a freight railroad.

They were dressed in the classy classic red and silver Warbonnet livery designed by Leland Knickerbocker for Santa Fe’s early EMC diesels.

“A flash in the pan!’ He said, as we began our high-speed pursuit across the Mojave Desert. We caught them. And those photos have appeared in books.

Some 19 years later, one evening my late friend Bob Buck and I were having dinner at the Steaming Tender in Palmer, Massachusetts—located in the old station, near the crossing between CSX’s Boston & Albany and New England Central’s old New London Northern line.

It was dark and cascading rain outside, when a loaded unit ethanol train pulled across the diamond. Bob and I looked up to watch it pass. In consist were these former Santa Fe DASH8-40BWs that were being delivered to Providence & Worcester along with the ethanol train.

The train stopped.

As Bob ordered desert. I said, ‘let me find out the story on this.’

I dashed into the rain and inquired of the incoming crew when they expected to head south.

‘In about five minutes.’

Returning to the warmth of the restaurant, I relayed the message to Bob. “Would you like to follow it?” Bob’s enthusiasm for the chase was unchecked by weather or darkness.

Bob inhaled his dessert and paid his bill so quickly, you could see the draft of wind in the waitresses hair as we flew out to my car.

In the driving rain we followed the laboring train through Monson, Massachusetts as it ascended State Line Hill. The heavy train and wet rail made for slow progress. I exposed atmospheric night photos.

At Stafford Springs, Connecticut, I made time exposures with my Canon EOS 7D of Bob rolling by these Santa Fe GEs, some still in Warbonnet paint.

“Great show!”

Afterwards we drove the length of Route 19, a highway that connects Stafford Spring with Bob’s home in Warren, Massachusetts.

It was still raining when we arrived and Bob had been telling me of his experiences with steam on the Central Vermont six decades earlier.

So back to the other day; I was traveling with my friends Pat Yough, Tim Doherty when we caught those same DASH8-40BWs leading a Worcester-bound train across the Moosehorn Pond in Hubbardston, Massachusetts.

Late November sun illuminates Providence & Worcester’s southward GRWO as it rolls southward across the east shore of Moosehorn Pond.
Late November sun illuminates Providence & Worcester’s southward GRWO as it rolls southward across the east shore of Moosehorn Pond.

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2 comments on “Three Santa Fe’s at Hubbardston.

  1. Robert Willoughby Jones on said:

    I owe so much to Bob Buck; it’s always nice to hear his stories from others.

  2. Michael Walsh on said:

    A fine picture and a great back history

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