Eastbound coal loads climb Tennessee Pass nearing the summit outside Leadville, Colorado as the mornings long shadows reach out for lead SD45 5321 back in July of 1979.
Breakfast in Denver on our way up to Copper Mountain, taco night in Passage Point, Center Village evening stroll, trip to Leadville for the Leadville Boom Days. Leadville is the highest elevation town in the USA (with its own fire department or whatever the qualifier is!)
An eastbound train is seen here on the Denver Rio Grande & Western line over Tennessee Pass. This specific locale is just north of Leadville, Colorado, near MP 284—Google Maps has it as Piney Gulch.
A Wisconsin Central EMD SD45 is on the point along with at least one unit from Conrail. This steep grade over the Great Divide demands a lot of horses and so there are two Southern Pacific units working hard at a mid-train position in addition to the six up front. At the time, this was the highest active mainline railroad mountain pass in the United States, but it is currently embargoed, though the tracks are still in place.
I saw a (FB) post of the pass by James Belmont today and so dug around to find these. This was never my turf, and I just happened to be there with my father, medium format camera (filled with Plux-X) in hand. I should say, those eight locomotives were screaming for all they were worth, and the train was moving at about five miles an hour.
Two images by Richard Koenig; taken in the summer of 1996.
This loop around Leadville features dozens of interpretive signs with facts and gossip and history about Leadville. I took it with an extra excursion up to the top of Iron Hill.
i fall in and out of love with running every time i’m here.
this time, i got to share the trails with amazing people and share in their joy finishing their first marathon. my mom got to run into the finish with me, holding me as i cried at the end.
after my injury last year, i questioned my ability to run these endurance events.
i ran over 30 minutes faster than my time last year, with a plate and six screws in my foot. i took a decent fall around mile 6 and kept running even though i kept saying i was going to drop.
doing hard things that push me to my limits, reminds me that there will always be a mountain to climb and everything i have to conquer it is within me.
i’m thankful for my mom, my other mom, gabriel, collin, luis, pete, danielle, and so many others for believing in me and helping me get back to the mountains.