Nevada’s Virginia and Truckee Railroad — Stephen Drew
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Geschichte
Die Geschichte der Virginia and Truckee Railroad ist sehr interessant. Machen Sie eine Reise zur¨¹ck in die Geschichte ¨¹ber die urspr¨¹ngliche historische Virginia & Truckee Railroad zwischen Virginia City und durch Tunnel Nr. 4 nach Gold Hill, Nevada.
Die Virginia & Truckee Railroad ist weitaus die ber¨¹hmteste aller amerikanischen Kurzstreckenlinien. In ihrer Bl¨¹tezeit so viele wie 45 Z¨¹ge sind in Virginia City angekommen und abgefahren. Pr?sident Grant und W¨¹rdentr?ger aus aller Welt sind mit diesen Z¨¹gen gefahren. 1869 wurde die Linie fertig gestellt und in den darauffolgenden 73 Jahren transportierte sie Gold- und Silbererz im Millionenwert aus den Bergwerken von Virginia City. Heutzutage, 70 Jahre nach dem letzten Zug aus dem Comstock abgereist ist, kann man noch mal diese historische Eisenbahnlinie befahren.
Eine aufregende, flei?ige Dampflokomotive oder eine altmodische Diesellokomotive wird Ihren Zug antreiben. Zur Auswahl steht ein Wagen ohne Dach oder ein Dienstwagen, von denen jeder ¨¹ber 90 Jahre alt ist. Der Zug, seinem urspr¨¹nglichen 135 Jahre alt Wegerecht folgend, f¨¹hrt unmittelbar durch einige der ber¨¹hmtesten Comstock-Bergwerken, die Ruinen von denen man sich vom Zug vorteilhaft anschauen kann. Auf jeder Reise spricht ein Schaffner Begleitkommentare dazu.
Stephen Drew erforscht das V&T seit mehr als vier Jahrzehnten. Er ist Chefkurator im Ruhestand des California State Railroad Museum in Old Sacramento.
F¨¹r mehr:
Beebe, Lucius and Charles Clegg. Virginia & Truckee: A Story of Virginia City and Comstock Times. Carson City, Nevada: Nevada State Railroad Museum, 1991.
Wurm, Ted. Rebirth of the Virginia & Truckee R.R.: Amazing Revival of a Steam Railroad. Ross, California: May-Murdock Publications, 1992.
Wurm, Ted and Harre Demoro. The Silver Short Line: A History of the Virginia & Truckee Railroad. Glendale, California: Trans-Anglo Books, 1983.
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