Just another weird American story. A roadside collection of real trains, steam locomotives, cabooses and other rail cars left to rust in a field in Geigertown, Pennsylvania. I approached this “cemetery” slowly and silently, while my wife yawned in the car, to capture the calm, quiet, progressive ruin of the metal life of trains, contemplate the old engines and parts, grasp the suspended atmosphere and the last scars of the State’s industrial past.
Thankfully, no guns were fired for my trespassing and only later did I learn that the place in summer is full of timber rattlesnakes.
