by hutch1984
*I know this is long, but I just wanted to share the story of my first RCO experience at CSX Radnor Yard in Nashville, TN.
Last month I recieved the dreaded call that I had been forced on RCO training. I wanted to avoid it for at least another few months, as I'm still getting used to how things work. (I marked up last July)
The two week training class went smoothly, and I started to think that being RCO qualified might not be a bad thing after all with more jobs becoming available and making more money.
I was glad when I caught first shift at the hump for my first RCO job, even though I had only humped 2 small cuts on the training job. Everything was going fine starting out...My first cut was only 4,000 tons, and was in one of the best tracks to come to the hump out of (not many switches to throw) I only had to stop 2 or 3 times for chicken pluckers (when the pin pulls but the knuckle dosn't open after the car crests the hump)
My second cut was a completely different story. 10,000 tons and in a track where I had to worry about several switches and crossovers. When the yardmaster gave me a green board to the hump, I started lining up. I took my time and made sure all the switches were lined. If you line the wrong switch, you could end up shoving into an inbound train on an adjacent track. If you run through a switch, you'll derail when making a reverse movement. By the time I was ready to start the movement, the yardmaster was on the radio asking what was taking so long.
About halfway to the hump I started to panic as the cut got up to around 7 mph and wouldn't slow down. I had 5 cars of air, but the cut was still slowly speeding up. 6.9, 7.2, 7.5... After about 30 seconds of full service I was about the throw it into emergency, but it finally started easing back down. By the time I got to the hump I was a nervous wreck.
My next trouble started when I cut off 4 cars together that rolled down and stopped over the second set of retarders, due to a hand break. Sounding as if it was my fault, the yardmaster said to reach down and bring them back over the hump. Great. I had only cut off a few cars, so I still had nearly 10,000 tons to handle to make the coupling. Well, lets just say if the drawheads had bypassed, I would have derailed the cars and tore up the retarders they were sitting on. I was going 9mph when I made that coupling. The whole move took about 20 minutes, so the yardmaster was getting pretty hot by then.
I finally get ready to start humping again when I can't get the cut to move. In hump mode, breaks off, in reverse, 10 mph selected, not budging. I still don't know what was wrong, but after 10 minutes of turning the boxes on and off and my engine man resetting the RCO stuff in the engine, we get moving again. Yardmaster very, very pissed.
An hour later and after having several chicken pluckers and cars that had not been bled off, I get the cut humped. I'm thinking we're done, but the yardmaster wants me to go get a track in the bowl for a rehump. My other man stays at the hump and I go down into the bowl to get the track. The first car in the track that I had to couple the engine to was in a curve. It took me 5 minutes just to make that coupling. Yardmaster not happy. Usually, another yard job couples the rehump track, so the cars should all be coupled. Not this time. The first car wasn't coupled, so I get on the radio and ask if the track is all together. Yardmaster - "It should be! Just check the south 5 cars." I misunderstood him and thought he said to come out with the south 5 cars. So I start back to the hump with my 5 cars when yardmaster starts yelling on the radio, "197 do you know you only have 5 cars!" I've never heard a yardmaster yell on the radio like he was doing. I realize it was my mistake for misunderstanding him, but I was so stressed out at that point, it was hard to concentrate on anything. So, I get on the radio - "I'm about ready to throw this damn thing (the remote box) in the river"
By the end of the day I had a migrane and a different outlook on my job. I made mistakes I normally wouldn't have made on a conventional (non RCO) job. But, I know I'll only get better with experience as everyone does.
This is one reason why railroad buffs such as myself who want to work for the railroad need to realize that they may wind up hating the railroad when it's their job. I have loved trains my whole life and still do, but if you have a hard time dealing with pressure/stress like I do, a bad day like this will quickly change your attitude.
Last month I recieved the dreaded call that I had been forced on RCO training. I wanted to avoid it for at least another few months, as I'm still getting used to how things work. (I marked up last July)
The two week training class went smoothly, and I started to think that being RCO qualified might not be a bad thing after all with more jobs becoming available and making more money.
I was glad when I caught first shift at the hump for my first RCO job, even though I had only humped 2 small cuts on the training job. Everything was going fine starting out...My first cut was only 4,000 tons, and was in one of the best tracks to come to the hump out of (not many switches to throw) I only had to stop 2 or 3 times for chicken pluckers (when the pin pulls but the knuckle dosn't open after the car crests the hump)
My second cut was a completely different story. 10,000 tons and in a track where I had to worry about several switches and crossovers. When the yardmaster gave me a green board to the hump, I started lining up. I took my time and made sure all the switches were lined. If you line the wrong switch, you could end up shoving into an inbound train on an adjacent track. If you run through a switch, you'll derail when making a reverse movement. By the time I was ready to start the movement, the yardmaster was on the radio asking what was taking so long.
About halfway to the hump I started to panic as the cut got up to around 7 mph and wouldn't slow down. I had 5 cars of air, but the cut was still slowly speeding up. 6.9, 7.2, 7.5... After about 30 seconds of full service I was about the throw it into emergency, but it finally started easing back down. By the time I got to the hump I was a nervous wreck.
My next trouble started when I cut off 4 cars together that rolled down and stopped over the second set of retarders, due to a hand break. Sounding as if it was my fault, the yardmaster said to reach down and bring them back over the hump. Great. I had only cut off a few cars, so I still had nearly 10,000 tons to handle to make the coupling. Well, lets just say if the drawheads had bypassed, I would have derailed the cars and tore up the retarders they were sitting on. I was going 9mph when I made that coupling. The whole move took about 20 minutes, so the yardmaster was getting pretty hot by then.
I finally get ready to start humping again when I can't get the cut to move. In hump mode, breaks off, in reverse, 10 mph selected, not budging. I still don't know what was wrong, but after 10 minutes of turning the boxes on and off and my engine man resetting the RCO stuff in the engine, we get moving again. Yardmaster very, very pissed.
An hour later and after having several chicken pluckers and cars that had not been bled off, I get the cut humped. I'm thinking we're done, but the yardmaster wants me to go get a track in the bowl for a rehump. My other man stays at the hump and I go down into the bowl to get the track. The first car in the track that I had to couple the engine to was in a curve. It took me 5 minutes just to make that coupling. Yardmaster not happy. Usually, another yard job couples the rehump track, so the cars should all be coupled. Not this time. The first car wasn't coupled, so I get on the radio and ask if the track is all together. Yardmaster - "It should be! Just check the south 5 cars." I misunderstood him and thought he said to come out with the south 5 cars. So I start back to the hump with my 5 cars when yardmaster starts yelling on the radio, "197 do you know you only have 5 cars!" I've never heard a yardmaster yell on the radio like he was doing. I realize it was my mistake for misunderstanding him, but I was so stressed out at that point, it was hard to concentrate on anything. So, I get on the radio - "I'm about ready to throw this damn thing (the remote box) in the river"
By the end of the day I had a migrane and a different outlook on my job. I made mistakes I normally wouldn't have made on a conventional (non RCO) job. But, I know I'll only get better with experience as everyone does.
This is one reason why railroad buffs such as myself who want to work for the railroad need to realize that they may wind up hating the railroad when it's their job. I have loved trains my whole life and still do, but if you have a hard time dealing with pressure/stress like I do, a bad day like this will quickly change your attitude.