Monthly Calendar-Report for September, 2008
The most collectible of all Corvettes; a ‘65 Fuely. (Photo by Richard Prince.)
None of my September calendars are artistic triumphs, but the best is my All Corvette calendar, which is the most collectible Corvette of all time, a ‘65 Fuely.
In 1965 a gigantic number of options were available.
You could specify a cushy boulevardier, or a true sportscar.
The cars were styled by Bill Mitchell, and were extremely attractive.
Also available were fourwheel disc brakes (revolutionary at that time), and knockoff wheels.
Most triumphant was the engine, a fuel-injected 327 cubic-inch Small-Block of 375 horsepower.
The Small-Block was almost European in character, and would rev to the moon.
375 horsepower out of a stock motor is phenomenal.
But the car could also be ordered with air-conditioning, power-steering, power-brakes, and auto-tranny — all the marks of a cushy Detroit sedan.
Steps toward mediocrity; what my friend Tim Belknap calls a car for divorced dentists.
The Sting-Ray also had independent rear suspension, although it was kind of rudimentary.
It used spider universal-joints instead of constant-velocity joints, but was independent rear suspension, a revered icon of sportscar design at that time. GM didn’t make constant-velocity joints at that time that could withstand that much power.
What stood out, as has been the case with most Corvettes, was that motor.
The latest Corvettes are almost as collectible, although by now the Small-Block, though vastly improved, is a bit dated.
Styling also looks pretty good, now that ‘Vette has advanced from the bloated C5 to the smaller C6.
But in the words of Tim Belknap: “It looks like a shampoo bottle!”
Three B1 electric switchers at Harrisburg, 1957. (Photo by John Dziobko.)
SIGH!
My All-Pennsy Color Calendar is another Dziobko picture.
Dziobko has five of the 12 pictures in the calendar.
Well, I for one am glad he was out there; shooting color of the Pennsy in the late ‘50s and early ‘60s when everyone was shooting black & white.
So far we’ve seen an I1s Decapod, the Alco PAs, a K4 Pacific, and next month will be the small B6 0-6-0 switcher with its slope-back tender.
September is the B1 electric switcher, an application special only to Pennsy, since so many of its railroad-lines in the east were under wire.
The B1 is a box-cab design, and I’ve seen a few, primarily at Philadelphia’s 30th St. Station.
The B1s are long-gone, and I don’t think any remain. All were scrapped — which is sad.
These three are in Harrisburg’s station, where electrification ended for Pennsy in Pennsylvania.
West of Harrisburg was never electrified, although it was proposed.
A passenger train from New York City or Philadelphia or Washington would pull into Harrisburg behind a GG1 electric locomotive, and the B1s went to work shuffling cars.
Trains left Harrisburg west with non-electric engines; steam at first, then diesel.
The Thomas, Walsh, Walsh & Cusack speedster at Bonneville Salt Flats. (Photo by Peter Vincent.)
The September entry of my All-1932 Ford calendar has a true speedster, a Bonneville Salt Flats record car.
And it’s on the Bonneville Salt Flats, as are many of the ‘32 Fords in this calendar.
This car is an actual record holder at Bonneville Salt Flats, and has been competing since 1991.
232.621 mph!
It’s amazing to get that kind of speed out of essentially what is a brick.
A 1932 Ford hi-boy roadster may look great, but not to the wind.
This car has had various motors, including a Ferrari V12.
But this appears to be a blower application, probably a blown Chevy.
This is hardly a car for the street, but it’s very definitely a 1932 Ford.
It’s the gorgeous ‘32 Ford grill-shell, and the ‘32 Ford roadster body. And it’s on a frame, just like hot-rods of old.
The front is so lowered it wouldn’t clear a driveway, but you have to do that for speed.
As little frontal-area as possible.
Those headlights are probably required by the rules.
How many headlights have watched the ground go by at 232.621 mph?
North-American “Texan.” (Photo by Philip Makanna©.)
The September 2008 entry of my Ghosts WWII warbirds calendar is a Texan trainer.
Ho-hum!
How many Texan trainers are still extant?
Probably hundreds.
I’ve certainly seen enough. —Often two or more flying in formation.
The Texan is a great airplane, but hardly the flashy hot-rod that a Mustang or P38 or Grumman Bearcat is.
I guess the Texan was the final step before a real fighter-plane; like a Mustang.
Basic training for flying began in a Stearman biplane, or perhaps a Ryan STM or Piper-Cub.
Next step was the Texan; faster and more powerful than a basic trainer, but not a Mustang.
I’ve seen 89 bazilyun Texans.
My all-knowing, blowhard brother-from-Boston and I were once driving through Letchworth Park, shortly after the Geneseo Air Show last year, and “I hear a radial engine,” I said.
We both looked and looked, and it was two Texans flying overhead.
Norfolk Southern auto-train through Port Allegany, Pa. (Photo by Jared Hopewell.)
My Norfolk Southern Employees calendar has published a fall-foliage shot for September.
Well excuse me, but I bet it was shot in October — the leaves in Port Allegany would turn in October.
New York is north of Pennsylvania, and the leaves turn here in early to mid October.
Our reservation for leaf-change at the mighty Curve is late October.
Port Allegany is northwest Pennsylvania, but is the climate of here in West Bloomfield.
Which means the leaves would turn in October.
Also of note is that only one locomotive is pulling the train, instead of two or three in multiple.
Diesel-electric railroad locomotives have gotten powerful enough to where -a) one engine is often enough, and/or -b) helpers aren’t needed to surmount a grade.
I’m sure the train pictured is light too.
If the train is all auto-racks, it’s light.
A loaded coal-train of 100 hopper-cars, might need more locomotives.
And the line through Port Allegany isn’t easy.
It’s the old Pennsy line to Buffalo via Olean; very scenic, but difficult, as it’s through the Allegheny mountains.
“Wub-wub-wub.........”
I only fly the September entry of my Three Stooges calendar because it’s stupid.
The idea is that Moe and Larry are hanging Curly over a yawning precipice, the top edge of a tall skyscraper.
Except it’s obviously a movie set, and Curly is looking at a drop of maybe a foot.
All one has to do is look at the shadows.
The shadow of Curly is prominant on the set-drawing behind them.
I get the same effect with camera flash.
People shoot camera flash toward a mirror or window, and then are surprised to find the flash reflected.
My wife got this the other day photographing our newly painted bathroom.
Her flash had reflected off the medicine-chest mirror onto an adjacent wall.
My D100 has a small camera-top flash I can turn on if I flip it up.
But if I use it I get the shadow of my lens at the bottom of my picture if I shoot close up.
I aim down so I can crop out that shadow with Photoshop, and still get what I want.
My Audio-Visual Designs black & white All-Pennsy calendar, is another Jim Shaughnessy shot, but it ain’t much.
Not good enough for the Monthly Calendar Report.
It might have been better if it were steam, but it’s EMD F-units.
The picture is titled “choo-chew,” because the train is passing a barn painted with a giant “Chew Red-Man Tobacco” ad.
Okay, but only steam-locomotives “choo.”
Reminds of the model train circling the bulk-food department of the Pittsford Wegmans.
Wegmans-lettered model F-units are circling on track suspended above the bulk-food department.
“Chuff-chuff-chuff-chuff,” chants an on-board audio.
My jaw dropped. No diesel railroad-locomotive ever made that sound.
“Oh look, Mommy. A choo-choo train.”
“That’s right, Damon; hear that sound?”
These people have probably never even heard a steam locomotive, no less a diesel.
Shaughnessy is one of the chroniclers of the end of steam locomotion in the ‘50s.
He was based in Binghamton, N.Y., so photographed on Pennsy’s now abandoned Elmira branch, which this shot is.
He also photographed the shot that appeared in my July Calendar Report, a classic; also on the Elmira branch.
This is one of his bombs.
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2 Comments:
FYI - It's actually Port Allegany. My grandmother was born there. I've been there many a time.
What did I have?
Was it still “Part Allegheny?” I thought I fixed that.
The calendar has “Port Allegany,” but I probably flew it as “Allegheny.”
(If so, fix is done.)
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