When you reach critical mass, your house explodes. I'm getting very close, and the trains just keep coming. I'm not worried about what the wife thinks of this, since she has egged me on numerous times. Of course, then she feels entitled to spend freely on her things. Lighted crochet hooks, and enough yarn to circle the earth. It's not supposed to be a contest! But fair's fair, I guess. When I stop, I can claim the moral high ground. Til then, I'll just have to bite my tongue.
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Back to business, I did manage to stay awake on Wednesday evening, and got a few hours in. The following three pics are of the girder viaduct project. I disassembled a silver trestle bridge from enterTRAINment, so I could reuse the material.
I'm going to have to get creative, because I'm short one section. Actually, I have one of the four beams, but I may have to cobble together the scraps for the other three. I'd buy more, but I don't think the company is in business anymore.
Of course, the bridge is longer than the two girder pieces that I have, by just a couple inches, so I'll have to order three more, and piece them together.
I started screwing down the plywood between the tracks over at Midway intermodal.
I'm anxious to get the holes filled so I can paint, and get all my Atlas sets out.
But before that can happen, the roadbed needs to be carved, and the rail painted. Patrick suggested using a carpet knife. It works much better.
I caulked in the sliver over by Hoffman. Now I can finish ballasting here.
Speaking of ballasting, I started on the upper track at Chemolite. I get some glue on that this weekend.
Just above Chemolite, at Northtown, I started gluing what I had previously spread. The switches are done.
The top center needs a little more, then I can glue half the yard. It'll be nice having this done, a place to move cars to while I paint rail over at Western Avenue.
Let's see what the weekend brings.