(And lots of fun!)
Drawing of the bog
The first week-end
Getting there was hard because of mudd on the "roads", but: "no problemos".
Clearing the tracks took more time than we estimated (there were tree's growing between the tracks)
The old "flat-carriage" was ideal for the transport, but it was uphill the last 150 meters.
All together we got about 50 meters of track the first day, and then we went to the cottage for a sauna
As I remember it, there was no problems falling a sleep
Second week-end (repairing the engine)
Waking up Sunday, the first week-end, was a bit hard. Hangovers and sore mussels tortured us.
Having breakfast, we agreed to make an effort to power up the engine, thus not having to pull the last 150 meters uphill.
So before the second week-end we bought spares, and then we went for the easy part (so we thought).
But twenty years of resting can cause some problems.
At last we succeded, and we were ready for next week-end.
The only minor was: No clutch!
But what the hell!, just put it in first, and then hold on while starting
The third week-end (far end off the bog)
Getting there again was with mixed feelings; the hard part was still ahead.
The last load was 400 meters out the bog, and the tracks out there had fallen apart.
The solution was "simple":
Roll the tracks from the sideline to the mainline
Unload, and lay out 40 meters towards the engine
Load the rest of the tracks
Push the tracks the 40 meters
Then lift the tracks behind to the front
Simple, but it tends to do something to your body.
That made the thrill of the last 150 meters with the engine even bigger
After one hour off work in the darkness, we counted a total off 200 meters, and four turnouts
What a day!
Fourth week-end (bringing it home)
Renting a truck was no big problem, but getting it down the muddy "roads" was another deal.
The truck-driver thougt a bit about it, and then he came up with the solution:
Full power untill we stop!
It was actually quite amusing to look at from the distance.
After him, we came, picking up what he had knocked over on he's way.
Loading it was no problem, and he assured us, that the powerlines was far above the crane
(in my eyes that was about two meters, but what do I know about powerlines).
Unloading was no problem, but moving them to the station was "back to manual labour"
The comment of the day came from a man walking he's dog:
What are you doing?
Moving tracks
Okay, have a nice week-end
Conclusion:
Dont try this at home!
The first week-end
Getting there was hard because of mudd on the "roads", but: "no problemos".
Clearing the tracks took more time than we estimated (there were tree's growing between the tracks)
The old "flat-carriage" was ideal for the transport, but it was uphill the last 150 meters.
All together we got about 50 meters of track the first day, and then we went to the cottage for a sauna
As I remember it, there was no problems falling a sleep
Second week-end (repairing the engine)
Waking up Sunday, the first week-end, was a bit hard. Hangovers and sore mussels tortured us.
Having breakfast, we agreed to make an effort to power up the engine, thus not having to pull the last 150 meters uphill.
So before the second week-end we bought spares, and then we went for the easy part (so we thought).
But twenty years of resting can cause some problems.
At last we succeded, and we were ready for next week-end.
The only minor was: No clutch!
But what the hell!, just put it in first, and then hold on while starting
The third week-end (far end off the bog)
Getting there again was with mixed feelings; the hard part was still ahead.
The last load was 400 meters out the bog, and the tracks out there had fallen apart.
The solution was "simple":
Roll the tracks from the sideline to the mainline
Unload, and lay out 40 meters towards the engine
Load the rest of the tracks
Push the tracks the 40 meters
Then lift the tracks behind to the front
Simple, but it tends to do something to your body.
That made the thrill of the last 150 meters with the engine even bigger
After one hour off work in the darkness, we counted a total off 200 meters, and four turnouts
What a day!
Fourth week-end (bringing it home)
Renting a truck was no big problem, but getting it down the muddy "roads" was another deal.
The truck-driver thougt a bit about it, and then he came up with the solution:
Full power untill we stop!
It was actually quite amusing to look at from the distance.
After him, we came, picking up what he had knocked over on he's way.
Loading it was no problem, and he assured us, that the powerlines was far above the crane
(in my eyes that was about two meters, but what do I know about powerlines).
Unloading was no problem, but moving them to the station was "back to manual labour"
The comment of the day came from a man walking he's dog:
What are you doing?
Moving tracks
Okay, have a nice week-end
Conclusion:
Dont try this at home!
Clearing the tracks took more time than we estimated (there were tree's growing between the tracks)
The old "flat-carriage" was ideal for the transport, but it was uphill the last 150 meters.
All together we got about 50 meters of track the first day, and then we went to the cottage for a sauna
As I remember it, there was no problems falling a sleep
Second week-end (repairing the engine)
Waking up Sunday, the first week-end, was a bit hard. Hangovers and sore mussels tortured us.
Having breakfast, we agreed to make an effort to power up the engine, thus not having to pull the last 150 meters uphill.
So before the second week-end we bought spares, and then we went for the easy part (so we thought).
But twenty years of resting can cause some problems.
At last we succeded, and we were ready for next week-end.
The only minor was: No clutch!
But what the hell!, just put it in first, and then hold on while starting
The third week-end (far end off the bog)
Getting there again was with mixed feelings; the hard part was still ahead.
The last load was 400 meters out the bog, and the tracks out there had fallen apart.
The solution was "simple":
Roll the tracks from the sideline to the mainline
Unload, and lay out 40 meters towards the engine
Load the rest of the tracks
Push the tracks the 40 meters
Then lift the tracks behind to the front
Simple, but it tends to do something to your body.
That made the thrill of the last 150 meters with the engine even bigger
After one hour off work in the darkness, we counted a total off 200 meters, and four turnouts
What a day!
Fourth week-end (bringing it home)
Renting a truck was no big problem, but getting it down the muddy "roads" was another deal.
The truck-driver thougt a bit about it, and then he came up with the solution:
Full power untill we stop!
It was actually quite amusing to look at from the distance.
After him, we came, picking up what he had knocked over on he's way.
Loading it was no problem, and he assured us, that the powerlines was far above the crane
(in my eyes that was about two meters, but what do I know about powerlines).
Unloading was no problem, but moving them to the station was "back to manual labour"
The comment of the day came from a man walking he's dog:
What are you doing?
Moving tracks
Okay, have a nice week-end
Conclusion:
Dont try this at home!
All together we got about 50 meters of track the first day, and then we went to the cottage for a sauna
As I remember it, there was no problems falling a sleep
Second week-end (repairing the engine)
Waking up Sunday, the first week-end, was a bit hard. Hangovers and sore mussels tortured us.
Having breakfast, we agreed to make an effort to power up the engine, thus not having to pull the last 150 meters uphill.
So before the second week-end we bought spares, and then we went for the easy part (so we thought).
But twenty years of resting can cause some problems.
At last we succeded, and we were ready for next week-end.
The only minor was: No clutch!
But what the hell!, just put it in first, and then hold on while starting
The third week-end (far end off the bog)
Getting there again was with mixed feelings; the hard part was still ahead.
The last load was 400 meters out the bog, and the tracks out there had fallen apart.
The solution was "simple":
Roll the tracks from the sideline to the mainline
Unload, and lay out 40 meters towards the engine
Load the rest of the tracks
Push the tracks the 40 meters
Then lift the tracks behind to the front
Simple, but it tends to do something to your body.
That made the thrill of the last 150 meters with the engine even bigger
After one hour off work in the darkness, we counted a total off 200 meters, and four turnouts
What a day!
Fourth week-end (bringing it home)
Renting a truck was no big problem, but getting it down the muddy "roads" was another deal.
The truck-driver thougt a bit about it, and then he came up with the solution:
Full power untill we stop!
It was actually quite amusing to look at from the distance.
After him, we came, picking up what he had knocked over on he's way.
Loading it was no problem, and he assured us, that the powerlines was far above the crane
(in my eyes that was about two meters, but what do I know about powerlines).
Unloading was no problem, but moving them to the station was "back to manual labour"
The comment of the day came from a man walking he's dog:
What are you doing?
Moving tracks
Okay, have a nice week-end
Conclusion:
Dont try this at home!
Second week-end (repairing the engine)
Waking up Sunday, the first week-end, was a bit hard. Hangovers and sore mussels tortured us.
Having breakfast, we agreed to make an effort to power up the engine, thus not having to pull the last 150 meters uphill.
So before the second week-end we bought spares, and then we went for the easy part (so we thought).
But twenty years of resting can cause some problems.
At last we succeded, and we were ready for next week-end.
The only minor was: No clutch!
But what the hell!, just put it in first, and then hold on while starting
The third week-end (far end off the bog)
Getting there again was with mixed feelings; the hard part was still ahead.
The last load was 400 meters out the bog, and the tracks out there had fallen apart.
The solution was "simple":
Roll the tracks from the sideline to the mainline
Unload, and lay out 40 meters towards the engine
Load the rest of the tracks
Push the tracks the 40 meters
Then lift the tracks behind to the front
Simple, but it tends to do something to your body.
That made the thrill of the last 150 meters with the engine even bigger
After one hour off work in the darkness, we counted a total off 200 meters, and four turnouts
What a day!
Fourth week-end (bringing it home)
Renting a truck was no big problem, but getting it down the muddy "roads" was another deal.
The truck-driver thougt a bit about it, and then he came up with the solution:
Full power untill we stop!
It was actually quite amusing to look at from the distance.
After him, we came, picking up what he had knocked over on he's way.
Loading it was no problem, and he assured us, that the powerlines was far above the crane
(in my eyes that was about two meters, but what do I know about powerlines).
Unloading was no problem, but moving them to the station was "back to manual labour"
The comment of the day came from a man walking he's dog:
What are you doing?
Moving tracks
Okay, have a nice week-end
Conclusion:
Dont try this at home!
Having breakfast, we agreed to make an effort to power up the engine, thus not having to pull the last 150 meters uphill.
So before the second week-end we bought spares, and then we went for the easy part (so we thought).
But twenty years of resting can cause some problems.
At last we succeded, and we were ready for next week-end.
The only minor was: No clutch!
But what the hell!, just put it in first, and then hold on while starting
The third week-end (far end off the bog)
Getting there again was with mixed feelings; the hard part was still ahead.
The last load was 400 meters out the bog, and the tracks out there had fallen apart.
The solution was "simple":
Roll the tracks from the sideline to the mainline
Unload, and lay out 40 meters towards the engine
Load the rest of the tracks
Push the tracks the 40 meters
Then lift the tracks behind to the front
Simple, but it tends to do something to your body.
That made the thrill of the last 150 meters with the engine even bigger
After one hour off work in the darkness, we counted a total off 200 meters, and four turnouts
What a day!
Fourth week-end (bringing it home)
Renting a truck was no big problem, but getting it down the muddy "roads" was another deal.
The truck-driver thougt a bit about it, and then he came up with the solution:
Full power untill we stop!
It was actually quite amusing to look at from the distance.
After him, we came, picking up what he had knocked over on he's way.
Loading it was no problem, and he assured us, that the powerlines was far above the crane
(in my eyes that was about two meters, but what do I know about powerlines).
Unloading was no problem, but moving them to the station was "back to manual labour"
The comment of the day came from a man walking he's dog:
What are you doing?
Moving tracks
Okay, have a nice week-end
Conclusion:
Dont try this at home!
But twenty years of resting can cause some problems.
At last we succeded, and we were ready for next week-end.
The only minor was: No clutch!
But what the hell!, just put it in first, and then hold on while starting
The third week-end (far end off the bog)
Getting there again was with mixed feelings; the hard part was still ahead.
The last load was 400 meters out the bog, and the tracks out there had fallen apart.
The solution was "simple":
Roll the tracks from the sideline to the mainline
Unload, and lay out 40 meters towards the engine
Load the rest of the tracks
Push the tracks the 40 meters
Then lift the tracks behind to the front
Simple, but it tends to do something to your body.
That made the thrill of the last 150 meters with the engine even bigger
After one hour off work in the darkness, we counted a total off 200 meters, and four turnouts
What a day!
Fourth week-end (bringing it home)
Renting a truck was no big problem, but getting it down the muddy "roads" was another deal.
The truck-driver thougt a bit about it, and then he came up with the solution:
Full power untill we stop!
It was actually quite amusing to look at from the distance.
After him, we came, picking up what he had knocked over on he's way.
Loading it was no problem, and he assured us, that the powerlines was far above the crane
(in my eyes that was about two meters, but what do I know about powerlines).
Unloading was no problem, but moving them to the station was "back to manual labour"
The comment of the day came from a man walking he's dog:
What are you doing?
Moving tracks
Okay, have a nice week-end
Conclusion:
Dont try this at home!
The only minor was: No clutch!
But what the hell!, just put it in first, and then hold on while starting
The third week-end (far end off the bog)
Getting there again was with mixed feelings; the hard part was still ahead.
The last load was 400 meters out the bog, and the tracks out there had fallen apart.
The solution was "simple":
Roll the tracks from the sideline to the mainline
Unload, and lay out 40 meters towards the engine
Load the rest of the tracks
Push the tracks the 40 meters
Then lift the tracks behind to the front
Simple, but it tends to do something to your body.
That made the thrill of the last 150 meters with the engine even bigger
After one hour off work in the darkness, we counted a total off 200 meters, and four turnouts
What a day!
Fourth week-end (bringing it home)
Renting a truck was no big problem, but getting it down the muddy "roads" was another deal.
The truck-driver thougt a bit about it, and then he came up with the solution:
Full power untill we stop!
It was actually quite amusing to look at from the distance.
After him, we came, picking up what he had knocked over on he's way.
Loading it was no problem, and he assured us, that the powerlines was far above the crane
(in my eyes that was about two meters, but what do I know about powerlines).
Unloading was no problem, but moving them to the station was "back to manual labour"
The comment of the day came from a man walking he's dog:
What are you doing?
Moving tracks
Okay, have a nice week-end
Conclusion:
Dont try this at home!
The third week-end (far end off the bog)
Getting there again was with mixed feelings; the hard part was still ahead.
The last load was 400 meters out the bog, and the tracks out there had fallen apart.
The solution was "simple":
Roll the tracks from the sideline to the mainline
Unload, and lay out 40 meters towards the engine
Load the rest of the tracks
Push the tracks the 40 meters
Then lift the tracks behind to the front
Simple, but it tends to do something to your body.
That made the thrill of the last 150 meters with the engine even bigger
After one hour off work in the darkness, we counted a total off 200 meters, and four turnouts
What a day!
Fourth week-end (bringing it home)
Renting a truck was no big problem, but getting it down the muddy "roads" was another deal.
The truck-driver thougt a bit about it, and then he came up with the solution:
Full power untill we stop!
It was actually quite amusing to look at from the distance.
After him, we came, picking up what he had knocked over on he's way.
Loading it was no problem, and he assured us, that the powerlines was far above the crane
(in my eyes that was about two meters, but what do I know about powerlines).
Unloading was no problem, but moving them to the station was "back to manual labour"
The comment of the day came from a man walking he's dog:
What are you doing?
Moving tracks
Okay, have a nice week-end
Conclusion:
Dont try this at home!
The last load was 400 meters out the bog, and the tracks out there had fallen apart.
The solution was "simple":
Roll the tracks from the sideline to the mainline
Unload, and lay out 40 meters towards the engine
Load the rest of the tracks
Push the tracks the 40 meters
Then lift the tracks behind to the front
Simple, but it tends to do something to your body.
That made the thrill of the last 150 meters with the engine even bigger
After one hour off work in the darkness, we counted a total off 200 meters, and four turnouts
What a day!
Fourth week-end (bringing it home)
Renting a truck was no big problem, but getting it down the muddy "roads" was another deal.
The truck-driver thougt a bit about it, and then he came up with the solution:
Full power untill we stop!
It was actually quite amusing to look at from the distance.
After him, we came, picking up what he had knocked over on he's way.
Loading it was no problem, and he assured us, that the powerlines was far above the crane
(in my eyes that was about two meters, but what do I know about powerlines).
Unloading was no problem, but moving them to the station was "back to manual labour"
The comment of the day came from a man walking he's dog:
What are you doing?
Moving tracks
Okay, have a nice week-end
Conclusion:
Dont try this at home!
Roll the tracks from the sideline to the mainline
Unload, and lay out 40 meters towards the engine
Load the rest of the tracks
Push the tracks the 40 meters
Then lift the tracks behind to the front
Simple, but it tends to do something to your body.
That made the thrill of the last 150 meters with the engine even bigger
After one hour off work in the darkness, we counted a total off 200 meters, and four turnouts
What a day!
Fourth week-end (bringing it home)
Renting a truck was no big problem, but getting it down the muddy "roads" was another deal.
The truck-driver thougt a bit about it, and then he came up with the solution:
Full power untill we stop!
It was actually quite amusing to look at from the distance.
After him, we came, picking up what he had knocked over on he's way.
Loading it was no problem, and he assured us, that the powerlines was far above the crane
(in my eyes that was about two meters, but what do I know about powerlines).
Unloading was no problem, but moving them to the station was "back to manual labour"
The comment of the day came from a man walking he's dog:
What are you doing?
Moving tracks
Okay, have a nice week-end
Conclusion:
Dont try this at home!
Load the rest of the tracks
Push the tracks the 40 meters
Then lift the tracks behind to the front
Simple, but it tends to do something to your body.
That made the thrill of the last 150 meters with the engine even bigger
After one hour off work in the darkness, we counted a total off 200 meters, and four turnouts
What a day!
Fourth week-end (bringing it home)
Renting a truck was no big problem, but getting it down the muddy "roads" was another deal.
The truck-driver thougt a bit about it, and then he came up with the solution:
Full power untill we stop!
It was actually quite amusing to look at from the distance.
After him, we came, picking up what he had knocked over on he's way.
Loading it was no problem, and he assured us, that the powerlines was far above the crane
(in my eyes that was about two meters, but what do I know about powerlines).
Unloading was no problem, but moving them to the station was "back to manual labour"
The comment of the day came from a man walking he's dog:
What are you doing?
Moving tracks
Okay, have a nice week-end
Conclusion:
Dont try this at home!
Then lift the tracks behind to the front
Simple, but it tends to do something to your body.
That made the thrill of the last 150 meters with the engine even bigger
After one hour off work in the darkness, we counted a total off 200 meters, and four turnouts
What a day!
Fourth week-end (bringing it home)
Renting a truck was no big problem, but getting it down the muddy "roads" was another deal.
The truck-driver thougt a bit about it, and then he came up with the solution:
Full power untill we stop!
It was actually quite amusing to look at from the distance.
After him, we came, picking up what he had knocked over on he's way.
Loading it was no problem, and he assured us, that the powerlines was far above the crane
(in my eyes that was about two meters, but what do I know about powerlines).
Unloading was no problem, but moving them to the station was "back to manual labour"
The comment of the day came from a man walking he's dog:
What are you doing?
Moving tracks
Okay, have a nice week-end
Conclusion:
Dont try this at home!
That made the thrill of the last 150 meters with the engine even bigger
After one hour off work in the darkness, we counted a total off 200 meters, and four turnouts
What a day!
Fourth week-end (bringing it home)
Renting a truck was no big problem, but getting it down the muddy "roads" was another deal.
The truck-driver thougt a bit about it, and then he came up with the solution:
Full power untill we stop!
It was actually quite amusing to look at from the distance.
After him, we came, picking up what he had knocked over on he's way.
Loading it was no problem, and he assured us, that the powerlines was far above the crane
(in my eyes that was about two meters, but what do I know about powerlines).
Unloading was no problem, but moving them to the station was "back to manual labour"
The comment of the day came from a man walking he's dog:
What are you doing?
Moving tracks
Okay, have a nice week-end
Conclusion:
Dont try this at home!
What a day!
Fourth week-end (bringing it home)
Renting a truck was no big problem, but getting it down the muddy "roads" was another deal.
The truck-driver thougt a bit about it, and then he came up with the solution:
Full power untill we stop!
It was actually quite amusing to look at from the distance.
After him, we came, picking up what he had knocked over on he's way.
Loading it was no problem, and he assured us, that the powerlines was far above the crane
(in my eyes that was about two meters, but what do I know about powerlines).
Unloading was no problem, but moving them to the station was "back to manual labour"
The comment of the day came from a man walking he's dog:
What are you doing?
Moving tracks
Okay, have a nice week-end
Conclusion:
Dont try this at home!
Renting a truck was no big problem, but getting it down the muddy "roads" was another deal.
The truck-driver thougt a bit about it, and then he came up with the solution:
Full power untill we stop!
It was actually quite amusing to look at from the distance.
After him, we came, picking up what he had knocked over on he's way.
Loading it was no problem, and he assured us, that the powerlines was far above the crane
(in my eyes that was about two meters, but what do I know about powerlines).
Unloading was no problem, but moving them to the station was "back to manual labour"
The comment of the day came from a man walking he's dog:
What are you doing?
Moving tracks
Okay, have a nice week-end
Conclusion:
Dont try this at home!
Full power untill we stop!
It was actually quite amusing to look at from the distance.
After him, we came, picking up what he had knocked over on he's way.
Loading it was no problem, and he assured us, that the powerlines was far above the crane
(in my eyes that was about two meters, but what do I know about powerlines).
Unloading was no problem, but moving them to the station was "back to manual labour"
The comment of the day came from a man walking he's dog:
What are you doing?
Moving tracks
Okay, have a nice week-end
Conclusion:
Dont try this at home!
After him, we came, picking up what he had knocked over on he's way.
Loading it was no problem, and he assured us, that the powerlines was far above the crane
(in my eyes that was about two meters, but what do I know about powerlines).
Unloading was no problem, but moving them to the station was "back to manual labour"
The comment of the day came from a man walking he's dog:
What are you doing?
Moving tracks
Okay, have a nice week-end
Conclusion:
Dont try this at home!
(in my eyes that was about two meters, but what do I know about powerlines).
Unloading was no problem, but moving them to the station was "back to manual labour"
The comment of the day came from a man walking he's dog:
What are you doing?
Moving tracks
Okay, have a nice week-end
Conclusion:
Dont try this at home!
The comment of the day came from a man walking he's dog:
What are you doing?
Moving tracks
Okay, have a nice week-end
Conclusion:
Dont try this at home!
Moving tracks
Okay, have a nice week-end
Conclusion:
Dont try this at home!
