I’m a big fan of the motto, “Be Prepared,” so try to plan my shoots as much as possible to avoid surprises. Sometimes, though, things don’t go according to my plans, which is why being able to adapt on the fly is an important skill to have as a photographer. And that’s just what happened to me recently.
Union Pacific’s Big Boy steam locomotive was going to pass through Kansas City as part of an anniversary celebration. The Transcontinental Railroad was completed 150 years ago, so the old 1.2-million pound train had been restored and put back into service for a celebratory run. My buddy Leon and I wanted to photograph it, and that was the beginning of our adventure.
First thing I did was look at the train’s schedule, then open up Google maps. I wanted to scout its route on the map and find a spot I thought would be a good place to photograph it. My first choice was a bridge crossing a creek, where the sun would be behind it to light up the steam. Unfortunately, when arrived early that morning, the sides of the bridge were high and silver, which would both block a large part of the train as well as be a bright distraction. Time for plan B.
Following the track west, we found a spot where the track curved and gave us a fairly clean background. Then it was just a matter if picking the right angle (see photos) and waiting.
After an hour or so, I checked the website that posted updates, and found it was delayed leaving downtown Kansas City. More waiting. Then an Amtrak blew by us going the opposite direction. On the only track there. Followed by train whistles coming from behind us. Which meant there was another track. And that’s when it it hit me. I had us on the wrong track! We were standing next to a BNSF line, and the train, of course, would be traveling on Union Pacific’s rails. Yikes! On to Plan C (which didn’t exist yet).
A quick look back at Google maps on our phones showed we were only a few miles off, so jumped into Leon’s truck and headed to the right track (carefully driving the posted speed limit..). As we approached, it was clear by the number of cars and people parked nearby that this was the right one. With no time to scout, I simply said “pull over” at the first good angle I saw and we jumped out. About 15-minutes later it came roaring around the corner. By then I was all set with exposure and framing, and had both cameras ready. I shot, it thundered by, and that was that.
So much for the best laid plans. The important thing, though, was that I was able to realize my mistake in time and adapt. And even more importantly, made some nice photos, got to see a slice of history and had fun on a beautiful fall morning. As with most things in life, photography favors the prepared. But with a little luck, even those of us who screw up can still come away with a picture. And next time, I’ll be a little more careful with my planning!
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Good story, Reed, and great results. Always good to heed the motto of the Boy Scouts of America.
Agreed, words to live by.
As always great job, reminds me of your solar eclipse journey!
Thanks Pete. Yes, my buddy Leon is starting to get worried. He was on that (mis)adventure too! 🙂
Great article – and a great lesson too!
Thanks Bill! Hope the two of you are doing well.