Detroit Edison’s St. Clair Power Plant and Belle River Power Plants, between St. Clair and Marine City, are located at the current south end of track on the former Port Huron & Detroit Railroad. In the past, the two plants would receive several loaded coal trains each year, but recently most coal has been arriving at the plants by boat (lake freighter). I believe the two plants were supposed to receive 3 loaded trains this year, the first of which I was given a heads-up about just before it departed northward.
The old power plant in Marysville has been gone for a couple years now. I was able to catch a CSX movement by the building before it was finally imploded, but until recently, I haven’t tried to shoot photos of CSX in Marysville. (Honestly, I’m not sure why- it’s not as if it’s a terribly long drive for me anymore…it’s just across town.) The two shots below were taken November 12, 2017.
The (empty) coal train, pulled by CSX 937, approaches the site of the old coal plant, while passing the site of the old Morton Salt plant, alongside M(ichigan State Route) 29.
The train has continued past the site of the power plant and is crossing the Gratiot Blvd/I-94/I-69 Business Loop.
The Port Huron & Detroit Railroad Historical Society recently acquired a refrigerated boxcar (or reefer) once owned by the Grand Trunk Western Railroad, identified as GTW 206447. The car spent the past several decades on a disconnected industrial spur on the north side of Holland, Michigan. The move to the cars’ new home near Port Huron, Michigan, took several months to accomplish. The car was offered to the Society free of charge, as is, where is. The Society’s Reefer Project Manager (and chief T-Shirt designer), Chad T., raised the money to move the car, secured a reputable company to complete the move, and generally made sure the project stayed on course. The reefer did not make the trip in one piece- I missed the first trip to Holland, where one wheelset was removed, replaced by highway axles and transported to Port Huron, but I was able to watch the subsequent trips to relocate the second wheelset, move the body off the spur, and eventually move the body out of Holland. The following video and photos are from my observations of this move.
The first time I saw the reefer was May 29. By the time I was able to make the trip to Holland, one wheelset had already been relocated back to Port Huron and had been cleaned and painted in preparation for the reefer body’s arrival. One thing that seemed to resonate throughout the course of the each of the trips I made to observe the move was that each trip that was made was THE TRIP when the entire car would be relocated. Of course, when it either came time for the actual trip to be made, or sometime after arrival in Holland, word came that for one reason or another, the actual move of the body of the reefer wouldn’t be taking place that weekend. So…what was supposed to be one or two trips turned into three trips for me, and well beyond three for Chad and a couple others.
My intent in this post is to share the process of the move as I observed it, mostly through photos taken along the way, with some captions and other descriptive stuff thrown in. Even though I didn’t get involved until the middle of the project, I found the parts I got to see and participate in were very interesting and very educational. My story starts on May 29, 2017 (coincidentally, Labor Day 2017). I don’t have much information about what happened prior to that day, but after having planned to go Saturday and/or Sunday, only to have something come up and the trip(s) be cancelled, word came sometime Sunday that the trip would be taking place that weekend, and that it would be Monday.
It took me a while to catch on that nothing about this move was punctual. Instead of productively using the trip that Monday to relax and enjoy the scenery on my way west, I wound up sitting in a parking lot, staring at the reefer for at least an hour before the reefer project manager (who was already familiar with how the moving company operates) arrived. While waiting for the moving crew to arrive, we tackled the mess underneath the reefer. Apparently the area underneath the car became a great place to stash stuff nobody wanted to deal with over the years, specifically leaves in the fall, so the area under the car was packed with garbage and decaying leaves. To show our appreciation for the owner’s willingness to donate the reefer and underlying track materials, Chad felt we should leave the site where the reefer had been in better condition than it was in when we arrived. So…we broke out rakes and garbage bags and went to work digging out the leaves and other crap from underneath the car. It took a while, and getting under the car to remove some of the stuff wasn’t easy, but in the end we wound up with a couple garbage bags packed almost to the bursting point full of leaves and other debris.
Once the moving crew showed up, things got a little more interesting. Basically, in order to move the car, the idea was to jack up the car, remove one wheelset at a time, and replace them with axles. By the time the car actually left Holland, it had 3 axles at the rear of the car, and two axles under the front of the car. After the first wheelset was removed, two axles were initially placed under the car. It wasn’t until the car was removed in July that the third axle was added to the pair. After the 2nd wheelset was removed, jacks and jacking stands were used to support it until the trailer could be attached several weeks later. The 2nd wheelset was removed on Labor Day. The first series of photos below show the truck removal process (Labor Day) and the trailer addition process (July 9, 2017). After the wheelset was removed, before the jacks and stands were fully in place, a plate with a kingpin welded to it was bolted to the bottom of the coupler pocket on the end of the reefer closest to where the truck would eventually be positioned. The process of fitting and attaching the kingpin plate, and loading the removed wheelset and attaching it to the trailer for transport to Port Huron took most of the afternoon.
The reefer body is jacked up so that the second wheelset can be pulled out from underneath. The reefer will remain jacked up for several weeks following this removal. The second wheelset was delivered to the PH&D property near Port Huron a couple days later, where it was cleaned and painted in preparation for the arrival of the reefer body.
Several weeks later, word came that the reefer might be moved on July 9. Unfortunately, due to a construction detour issue, the proper permits were not pulled and the reefer could not leave the shopping center property. However, it was removed from the siding it had spent the past several decades sitting on/above. First a shot of the trailer that would be used to pull the reefer east being guided toward the king pin installed on the reefer back in May when the second truck was removed. It took a couple attempts to get the trailer lined up correctly as the kingpin attached to the reefer body was still high above the fifth wheel mounted on the trailer.
After the jacks were removed and all nearby equipment was relocated out of the path of the impending movement, the combined trailer/reefer combination made its first move, here’s a short video showing that initial movement:
The movement was followed by the reefer and trailer being parked in just about the same place it ended up at the end of the video for several weeks. The next movement of the reefer didn’t take place until the weather took a rather wet turn, coincidentally on the first weekend of August, 2017.
My planning for the eventual move could have been a lot better. I had one weekend all summer with a unbreakable commitment, but my employer surprised me by giving me the Friday before the weekend off, despite a very last minute request. With setup for the weekend taking place on Friday morning, about 25% of the distance to the reefer’s site in Holland, and the reefer movement not scheduled until mid-afternoon or early evening, it became clear that the opportunity to chase the reefer’s trip east was pretty much being handed to me on a big platter. Unfortunately for the guy who was supposed to ride over with me to document the move, I didn’t realize this until about 5:30 Friday morning.
But…it was apparently meant to be as Sam got my message about chasing the move shortly after waking up and was able to find a ride to meet me where we were setting up for a weekend of N scale trains near Flint with plenty of time before we had to head west. As it turned out, even though the weather on our side of the state was warm and sunny, it was raining on the west side of the state. This would be the first trip during the project with anything other than sun in the sky, which I decided to take as a good omen (as opposed to complaining about the rain). Somehow, the lesson that punctuality isn’t in the moving group’s vocabulary still hadn’t sunk in, and instead of planning spots to shoot the movement from that would be historically significant, I just drove straight to Holland. So…we missed a couple spots that we probably should have shot from, including one less than 2 miles from the overpass we shot off of instead. BUT the shots we did get are probably better than no shots at all would have been.
Leaving the shopping center necessitated a rather wide U-turn through the grounds on the east side of the property. The following is a short documentation of that turn, and the amazement felt by many (and expressed by one) in attendance.
Others have photos and videos of the truck’s actual departure, but in the time it took them to leave the property, Sam (videographer who was bumming rides from me for the move) and I had enough time to set up to catch the reefer crossing CSX’s Ottawa Beach branch, on which the reefer would have had to have made its’ final trip by rail (to the spur from which the truck had oh-so-recently retrieved it).
We also watched it go through Zeeland.
I used some of my experiences chasing steam locomotives over the past couple years to try to stay ahead of the movement, but…most of the steam chases took place on roads I was already familiar with. I’d never seen most of the two lane roads utilized by this movement before, and combined with a general unfamiliarity of the area and a navigator who’s never really had to navigate with me before, and we eventually wound up about 10 cars behind the truck.
We weren’t able to get in front of the truck until it neared the ramp onto I-196, but we were eventually able to get far enough ahead to set up on a desolate overpass to get the following shots. The height of the reefer body above the road required the truck to move to the middle of the highway to clear the arched overpasses found along I-96 west of Lansing.
Shortly after these shots were taken, the entourage stopped for the night in a rest stop along the freeway. The movement was only permitted to move in the daylight and the daylight had expired. The movement resumed at some point the following day, when the car was moved to (I presume) one of the truck stops near Perry, Michigan, which was the planned, but unreached, destination for Friday night. Early Sunday morning the movement resumed and the car finally reached its new home at the PH&D RRHS property. I happened to catch the movement just outside Port Huron, as I was enroute to my weekend committment in Flint, thanks to a heads-up from Sam, the videographer. Here’s a look at the reefer and it’s entourage by Sunday morning, a far cry from the virtual parade it led out of Holland on Friday night:
After going back through the shots above, I see I have yet to process some of my documentation of the move. As I work to correct the missing documentation, I will add it to this post.
Ever notice how the things you see in your every day life become mundane and familiar, not really worthy of mention to others, let alone photo worthy? And then one day, BAM! that old house/gas station/barn/elevator/etc. is either gone, or replaced by something new and “exciting”, like an empty lot or a dollar store? Have you ever kicked yourself for not at least snapping a picture of the old place to remind you of it down the road, when you’re reminiscing on how things used to be? That’s pretty much how I feel about the entire elevator complex in Sandusky that disappeared between the early 1990’s when I started school and the early 2000’s when I finished high school. It’s mostly been replaced by medical buildings and empty space now.
But this post is not about what used to be in Sandusky. It’s about a more or less routine late afternoon of chasing trains in eastern Michigan. Granted, the weather on this particular Sunday afternoon wasn’t exactly routine- a couple days of rain were followed by a lull in the rain for a couple hours earlier in the day, then a final line pushed its way through the area bringing torrential rains to wash away anything the previous days’ rain hadn’t touched. Just as the final line of storms was finally clearing out of the area, CN sent an empty autorack train west to the States and clear skies.
E271, led by a pair of “elephant style” GEs, prepares to cross Port Huron’s 16th Street and enter the yard on the Port Huron side of the international border.
Shortly after this was taken, M385, a mixed freight train, prepared to depart south toward Flat Rock (on the other side of Detroit). I heard them get their track authority and figured I’d take the long way out to the Pine River bridge, in order to make sure my house hadn’t washed away in the recent unexpected (to me) deluge of rain. (It hadn’t.) Thanks to traffic and tight timing, by the time I arrived at the crossing, the train not only wasn’t there, it wasn’t even visible. As I made my way back toward town, I eventually heard the crew giving back their track authority account of a mechanical issue with one of their units. When they finally diagnosed the issue and regained their permission to proceed down the single track, currently dark subdivision (this is changing- CN is installing CTC on the entire subdivision because it’s cheaper to install PTC on top of CTC than to install the PTC equipment independently, or something like that), I believe it came with a speed restriction, account of a flat spot on one of the axles on the middle unit. As it was, I barely made it back to the Pine River bridge in time to capture this shot, and in doing so, wound up on the shaded side of the bridge, although it’s the angle I prefer to shoot from at this location. The shot wasn’t that bad to start with, but it looks a lot better in black and white.
An SD75I is bracketed between a pair of SD70M-2s as southbound M385 crosses the Pine River.
Finally, heading back into town, I stopped by the PH&D RRHS office at the north end of the old Port Huron & Detroit Railroad. The growing microforest inside the old roundhouse is increasingly visible from the large, gaping window openings left when the glass block disappeared a few years ago. I tend to shoot photos of the roundhouse from closer to the building (but never in the roundhouse itself, nor on the land immediately around the roundhouse, which is still owned by CSX), but shooting from across the wye afforded this view of the entire south side of the building, all in one shot.
Nature is slowly reclaiming the former Port Huron & Detroit roundhouse near Port Huron, Michigan. Window openings that once housed glass blocks now reveal a microforest ecosystem amongst the remaining industrial infrastructure housed within its concrete block walls.
All in all, it was a fairly mundane afternoon of train watching in the Port Huron area, despite the rain. Recently, I’ve not seen 385 as often as I have in the past, but a train or two, and a shot of the roundhouse or other project taking place at the Wye are pretty normal. While I don’t see a reason to document every afternoon’s sightings in the area, I imagine some day I might find it interesting to recall seeing E271 and M385 as opposed to the L501 and M385 pair of trains I used to see during the same approximate time period. And maybe in a few years, the roundhouse will be acquired and restored by the PH&D organization, making photos like this only an unpleasant memory.