Big Men, Little Toys

I shot the setup for a model train show today in Bentonville. Few things at work are more enjoyable than shooting stuff that takes you back to your childhood. The sound of an HO-scale train moving down the tracks is unmistakable to me. I spent many hours as a child running my model trains on the living room floor. Come to find out that's the worst thing you can do to a model train engine. Something about carpet fibers getting sucked into the electric engines components or something or the other — believe me, from what these old timers told me it is B-A-D!




Needless to say I stuck around much longer than I would have if it was something else, like a craft fair setup. Shudder! These guys were serious about their model trains and I really dug it. Who knows, maybe some day you'll see me at a model train show running a triple oval N-scale track and wearing a conductor's uniform full of railroad patches from across the country. If you do, please shoot me. Seriously. Because by that time I hope to be sitting on a beach in the Philippines living out my golden days drinking grande San Miguels and eating jumbo shrimp by the fistful.