• My Late Father's Slides: Wolfeboro RR, 1976

  • Pertaining to all railroading subjects, past and present, in New England
Pertaining to all railroading subjects, past and present, in New England

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  by arthur d.
 
Very nice. Thank you for sharing. I never did get to ride #10.
  by Arborwayfan
 
Brings back memories of riding maybe four years later.
  by CSRR573
 
The scowl on the guy in the yellow jacket while looking at the waving guy, got a good laugh from that! I know the 250 is still around but what happened to the other rolling stock?
  by JohnR19
 
I rode the train in1979,The #10 is today at the Strasburg railroad in Pennsylvania,back in 1976 it was on loan to the Wolfboro Railroad .After the railroad went out of business it returned and you can still ride it today.
  by arthur d.
 
CSRR573 wrote: Mon Oct 28, 2024 11:49 pm The scowl on the guy in the yellow jacket while looking at the waving guy, got a good laugh from that! I know the 250 is still around but what happened to the other rolling stock?
# 10 is at Strasburg, seldom used.
  by b&m 1566
 
JohnR19 wrote: Fri Nov 01, 2024 10:31 am I rode the train in1979,The #10 is today at the Strasburg railroad in Pennsylvania,back in 1976 it was on loan to the Wolfboro Railroad .After the railroad went out of business it returned and you can still ride it today.
#10 was leased to Lowell National Historical Park in the 1980's, as a temporary holdover while the park service waited for the arrival of their new trolley's from GOMACO.
  by arthur d.
 
b&m 1566 wrote: Mon Nov 25, 2024 8:04 am
JohnR19 wrote: Fri Nov 01, 2024 10:31 am I rode the train in1979,The #10 is today at the Strasburg railroad in Pennsylvania,back in 1976 it was on loan to the Wolfboro Railroad .After the railroad went out of business it returned and you can still ride it today.
#10 was leased to Lowell National Historical Park in the 1980's, as a temporary holdover while the park service waited for the arrival of their new trolley's from GOMACO.
...And they ran it down there under its own power. I remember hearing an odd sounding horn, riding my bike down to Salem street, and watching it pass through Exeter N.H. Must have been a long slow ride.