It was kind of cool, as I was walking around I heard the train whistles. I kind of knew which way the train was heading, so I decided to wait by the bridge so that I could take a picture of it.
The front engine.
This is the back engine which is a little older. I kind of wish I knew which kind it was. I think this may have very well been the same train I road to Chicago on. And looking it up, it wasn't. Oh well.