Trolley Car Graveyard

UntitledToday’s trip was much needed. Just walking around with the camera helped a bad few days seemingly disappear (albeit just for a few hours). After waking up earlier than the body wanted it to, I was off. The goal? A trolley car graveyard. UntitledPulling onto the site, I was met with train cars. These weren’t ordinary cars – they were trolleys, and at least upon entering, most of them had been flipped onto their sides.

I made my way to the back of the property with the 17-55, but quickly realized I should have gone wider. Vegetation had over grown the area, with some of it previously cut down. A machete might have been more beneficial than the maglite I usually take on these trips.

"Retired" SEPTA TrolleyRegardless of lens, the colours of these dilapidated and rusted old trolleys dotted the landscape. Multiple tracks of yesteryear’s memories from SEPTA, Boston MTA, New Hope/Lambertville were in various states of decay.

UntitledSome could be entered and explored, others? No steps – you could walk “into” the train at eye level because the metal had been eaten away and completely disappeared.The onsite shop had what I believed to be a jewel. From the years of visiting the Strasburg Railroad, I thought I’d seen another Pennsylvania Railroad car. Alas, it was a faux-PRR car – it’s roots were in New Hampshire and was only painted to look like what had become so familiar.

A few hundred miles and numerous hours on the road were completely worth it. Sites such as this don’t necessarily remind me of the decline in American production, but the things of yesteryear that haven’t been recycled, repurposed, or reused. A vacant industrial building could be a sign of jobs and goods that went overseas, never to return again. The trolley car grave yard? Nothing more than Untitledyesterday’s machinery being left to Mother Nature…

The entire set of photos can be seen here.

/kris

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