Article by Ken Stitzel
Railroads – March 2004 – Colorado Central Magazine
CENTRAL COLORADO is haunted by ghost railroads. Some rails are long gone, but you can drive where the trains once ran: over Marshall Pass in the summer or through the Midland Tunnels on the county road just north of Buena Vista.
Letter from Ken Stitzel
Geography – February 2002 – Colorado Central Magazine
Editors:
That was an interesting article about the triple divide at Headwaters Hill, “A Letter from the Editors: Playing the Name Game (and enjoying it)” in the September issue. However, if you are extolling the Closed Basin as part of the triple divide, there would seem to be three triple divides defining the corners of the basin.
Sidebar by Ken Stitzel
Transportation – August 2001 – Colorado Central Magazine
More information:
Primary sources for this article were agents within the Tennessee Pass Underground, a super-secret spy organization of railroad fanatics who have nothing better to do than monitor the Tennessee Pass rails with an array of high-tech surveillance equipment that would make the CIA, NSA, and FBI jealous. The rest of you can look up these additional resources:
Article by Ken Stitzel
Transportation – August 2001 – Colorado Central Magazine
THE RUSTY, WEED-GROWN TRACKS of the Union Pacific Railroad run along the Arkansas and Eagle rivers from the Royal Gorge over Tennessee Pass and down through the I-70 ski valleys. The empty rails hardly resemble the transcontinental mainline that boasted 15 to 20 trains a day only five years ago.
Sidebar by Ken Stitzel
Tennessee Pass – July 1998 – Colorado Central Magazine
The last through train left Pueblo on August 23, 1997. It was a westbound taconite train with two lead engines, three mid-train remote-controlled units, and 96 cars — quite similar to the train Grinch and I rode.
Article by Ken Stitzel
Transportation – July 1998 – Colorado Central Magazine
HIDING IN A DITCH like a commando, I cringe as a giant machine approaches. The earth shakes. Twenty feet away, two sooty diesel locomotives roll slowly past, pulling a dark train of hopper cars. Quickly, I rouse Grinch, my travel partner. We wait for the straining locomotives to disappear around a bend, then we approach the train.