A unique and seasonal blade, carried in mid-September, floated to the main and side roads, parallel to the Delaware River, at the Phillipsburg Lehigh Junction station, a time sign and a sign that it was time for wine, one of the many products of the autumn harvest. But, before discovering the harvests of ears that had produced the last grapes, you should first access a local winery, specifically, in the vineyards of Villa Milagro, located about eight kilometers from # 39 here to Finnesville. This experience, combined with rails, would give rise to what was called the "Warren County Winery Train." But, why the lanes?
A look over my left shoulder rising up the hill towards an imposing brick building, painted now green, more indicated. Just like a book of history of life of total size, it revealed its past. I was once the station of the Phillipsburg Union, and I recorded it on which I faced the clues while waiting for my wine – or at least my method of getting-represented, but a shadow of the old railroad in the city.
"Never both should meet" says the proverb, but he did it here, if "twain" could be defined as "train." Located in the west of New Jersey, on the edge of the Lehigh Valley region and on the state line (here this line is actually a river) with Pennsylvania, Phillipsburg was incorporated as a city by a law of the New Jersey legislature on March 8, 1861, is today the largest city in Warren County, reflected by its sister, Easton, through water.
But this water, sometimes more than anything else, is rising. Located at the confluence of the Delaware and Lehigh rivers, it naturally evolves as a transportation center, connected, through the Morris channel, to the industrial and commercial centers of the city of New York as of the 1820s and towards the # 39 ; west, through the Lehigh Canal.
After the negotiation of waterway barges, goods and goods were transferred to one of the five main railways, all of them also converged here: New Jersey Central Railway, Lehigh Railway and Hudson Railway, Lehigh Railway Railway , the Delaware, Lackawanna, and Western Railroad, and the Pennsylvania Railway. The local transport was facilitated by five tramways and interurban railroads.
All these trains needed more than the gravel crack in which I began to process passengers and products, and part of this deficiency was remedied by Union Station, located on 178 South Main Street and built by Frank J. People, architect for the Lackawanna, in 1914. It was also used by the Central.
Symbolic of the great era of city railroads, was the last vestige of which once it covered a complex of seasons, roundabouts, toasters, interlaced towers, signaling bridges and coal pockets. After having served as the headquarters of a political campaign, a pharmacy, a banking computer center and a sports goods store, it is occupied today by the New Jersey Transport Heritage Center, which members They are restaurant in turn, Splendor of the twentieth century. However, the negotiation of the necessary tools and equipment (and the resulting pulse) offers a view of the windows and waiting areas, along with a n-gauge railroad design and some artefacts.
Where are all trains going? Like many other American cities, either by main lines or by branches, the wheels were transferred from the rails to the roads or to the skies, reducing the demand that caused reductions until the city had closed its book to the # 39; railroad season The Lackawanna, for example, had executed its last passenger train to Phillipsburg in 1941 and New Jersey Transit followed four decades later, in 1983.
Nowadays, the area is only served by two rail concerns. The first, the Norfolk and the south, operated the freight trains and accessed Phillipsburg through the previous railroad of Lehigh Valley, crossing the river over Lehigh Rail Bridge and Hudson River. The second was a tourist railway, the Belvidere and Delaware (Bel-Del) railroad, which operated under the name of the Delaware River Rail Trip to Riegelsville.
With the purity of that, I could now feel that the fermented liquid was drooping down the throat, as it would take me to the most important vineyard. But first he had to run on the rails before he could reach this point.
This railroad hardly got smooth to reach where it is today. In fact, his own trip, characterized by obstacles and setbacks, was a circuit-and often without trace and the rolling stock necessary to use it. Once again, the situation was not as ironic as anticipated, since establishing a railroad was never the intention from the beginning.
Its origins were with Susquehanna of New York and the Technical and Historical Society of the West, a non-profit educational group founded in 1988 with eight members to restore engines and trainers and preserve the history of the railway New Jersey. With this the first idea arose to establish the Museum of Transport of New Jersey mentioned previously.
The wheels rolled for the first time, at least in the direction of their restaurant destination, with the self-propelled passenger car, 1950 Budd RDC-1 (M-1) of the United Historical Historical Railway Historical , intended for the museum.
The initial operations of the train were not their own, but they opened the way (a long way) towards him. Its members, along with the other group, had New Jersey Transit assumed in Hawthorne for skiing and Vernon reasons in the early 1990s, thus providing the # 39 experience ; initial accommodation of events provided by rail.
After the United Historical Railway Historical Society signed a rental contract for the home of the Morris County County in Newfoundland and four former members of the same County of Morris County began working on M-1 in July , the need to support funds, and the lanes that he had hosted, Susquehanna of New York and the Technical and Historical Society of the West chose to expand this effort, making trips with full dining service on the line Susquehanna.
In shine like a precious stone finishing for a jeweler, the restored M-1, periodically removed from the motor home, referred to consider interests and operated the test trip to Sparta on September 12, 1992 Although it only showed when it was started, it was already ready to use – or, more appropriately, to walk – and the public was eager to try it, in fact, in fact, that The tourist trips began later that month at Whippany, it had been cooked with one that was overcome at the end of the Christmas season, which required an increase in the unproductive capacity of its 88 existing seats to 117 with temporary folding chairs and the # 39 ; hosting five children to a seat bench.
Historic and scenic tourist trains were very new, but those that operated with single-lane buses, self-propelled, could not adjust to the demand to connect it to another car, simply because society did not have any. However, an exploration trip to Tennessee produced two – as in "two more" – an M-2 purchased by him and an M-4 bought by some of its members.
With the intention of operating their own trips, New York Susquehanna and Western bought a Mikado SY steam engine from the Railroad Valley.
Despite what appeared to be more and more green signals, the terrorist attacks of September 11 suddenly became red, their requirements of liability insurance derived and banned for steam machine operations, leaving the Susquehanna He chose little but sold to the company the engine that he could no longer afford to operate on his own track. Leasing of their cars, along with other rail concerns, was able to open their own service, using the New Jersey Transit tracks.
Financing has now been his own obstacle. Climbing New Jersey traffic and traffic inspection rates left practically no trace. Again, I did not have any coach who was asleep at his locomotive, even if he had the rails to do it.
This last problem was solved when the Pullman Galley buses from Long Island Railroad 3/2 were purchased and the Pullman Galley two-level ex-Metra of 1960 (from Chicago), and these were added to the list of # 39; Equipment of vital importance, which now included the three SPV-2000s of 1980 (M-1 to M-4), the steam engine, and the 18-meter Plymouth locomotive previously obtained, from 1938.
But rail journeys were not always smooth, especially this, and another company seemed imminent to write its history with its wheels at Phillipsburg, a place chosen from the state transportation museum. The Black River and the Western Railway, owners of the Belvidere and Delaware River Railways and operators of their own train trains between Flemington and Ringoes, acquired a Brill Model 55 motor car with gas for this purpose.
But, unlike the many pending events that had characterized its historical journey, it went to a synergistic coupling and not in the competitive impact so far envisaged. This automobile assembly, which represented its association, saw the inauguration of the weekend windsurfing service on May 1, 2004 from the first 5 miles of the roads of Belvidere and Delaware River Pennsylvania railways, established in 1854 and expanded by two miles in 2006 and another 900 two years after that. The members of the company, for the first time, graduated from coaches to drivers and full-fledged engineers in the process.
The sooner the train was diverted to Lehigh train station, the wine would be placed over the tongue.
The energetic day, sending the smell of autumn to the senses, was suddenly attacked by a soot. It emerged from the natural tunnel of the foliage that surrounded the track and was under the horse that had, just moments before, the support of an extended freight train from Norfolk and South, a red wiring and four trainers "Susquehanna" is they hit the Lehigh Junction station for Belvidere and the Mikado 2-8-2 coal combustion steam engine machine of the Delaware River Railway, number 142, built for the works of the Tang Shen locomotive the People's Republic of China in 1989 and named Walter G Rich after the late, general director of New York, Susquehanna and Western.
A brief braking brake, meant by a shout, caused the gathered crowd to approach and then move through the open door. I settled in the last car, # 533-one of the Long Island railroad trainers with lockover seats and a blue interior, and reserved for the winery's passengers. Just halfway through, surely it would provide enough space for what would be full, that is, the wine bottles bought in the vineyard.
Once more, releasing a belly bulbous gray from his cell and a whistle that took off the weave in the morning, the locomotive gave a gentle push to their cars, while they glided back under the horse and they were tuned into a rhythmic balance And clack to the current of the surface of the Mica gland of the Delaware River now visible through the windows on the right.
On the other side of the river, on the site of Williamsport, were the so-called "Forks of Delaware", or the union of the Lehigh and Delavare rivers, the point of conversion of the Lehigh, Delaware and Morris channels.
On the southern edge of Raubsville, which was also next to Pennsylvania, there was a double Ground Hog Lock on the Delaware Channel, and its deepest, 17 feet, next to which was the # 39 turbine ; hydroelectric power that was powered by water channels.
Based on constant seeds and smoke in the locomotive, trainers and the ring, the tree tunnel is often bored, that the trees seemed to be uniformly covered in the brown autumn bushes. In spite of its lack of brilliance, a strange owl of oatmeal autumn has often highlighted the collage.
Passing below the bridge that led Interstate 78 from New Jersey to Pennsylvania, the train was cut through Carpentersville, once the location of a Bel-Del station and now little more than a village formed by a dispersion of old houses. A narrow path, as if it were compressed by a vice, was moving away between the roads and the cliffs.
On the rise, as two medieval monoliths beyond the third grade level, there were two limestone kilns, a part of the almost two dozen that had adorned the area and were fed by coal, which had been transported by these same clues. After the locally staggered limestone was used in powder suitable for soil preparation and the mixture with mortar, it had been transported by railroad for Flemington, Trenton and Monmouth County.
The trainers continued to influence the same perception that I was expecting after my wine, although the train had not been in motion.
After a final explosion of ash and ash created with coal, and a last shot of the brakes, the train stopped motion, still immersed in a dense foliage, now short of Riegelsville, a unique place of a another Bel-Del station.
My dry throat, anticipating an oasis of the vineyard in which I did not look externally at anything like a desert, was preparing for lubrication, but the last mile of the trip, unable to be Completed by the train due to still unmet paths, it required transfer to a yellow school bus. (Of course, I had forgot to do my homework).
Riegelsville itself was the location of one of the few remaining bridges of highways on the road, with continuous cables. Designed by John A. Roebling and Sons of Trenton -they were the architects of Brooklyn and Golden Gate curbs-connected the Pohatcong municipality to Riegelsville, Pennsylvania, and replaced the tri-span wood covered area Built in 1837 and used for traffic on foot, horse and wagon. Destroyed by a flood in 1903, he lent his pillars to the current bridge, which opened on April 18 of the next year.
Following the narrow and parallel road of tracking and diverting the boundary of the historic city, the bus moved up through a steep hill, passing through a ceramic silo and opened its way through the wheat plants of Moor at the Villa Miraflores vineyards of 104 acres, located in the Warren Hills Appellation and owned by Steve and Audrey Gambino.
Outstanding for its use of organic and sustainable practices to provide a protective habitat for autochthonous bird and plant species, it produced ten varieties of grapes mixed in the traditional European style to create complex wines.
A route fleeing the fields, grapes, fermentation and wine-growing processes finally led to the tasting room and half a dozen varieties, from Merlots to Cabernet Sauvignons to Shirazes, accompanied by warm hosts finally enabled I get to my physical and culinary destination.
Like the clinking of two glasses, my rail car, which he had previously given back, seemed to provide what he had before him, as his voltage couplings caused a momentary shake and steam and steam locomotive pushed the along the parallel river Follow the path to Phillipsburg in the opposite direction. With the wine I had, at least I felt this way.
Source by Robert Waldvogel