When I lived in Ashland (Or) the main rail road track was just behind my home. 'Oh God!!!??? You'd buy a $400,000 home with a rail road track right behind you?????'
Loved it, twice a day; 0730'ish with a cup of coffee siting on my upper deck waving to the train crew as the slowly went by. The PM one with a beer in hand after working in my garden. I think these Guys even knew where I lived and were looking 'my way' as they chugged past.
End game (and to the vid-clip) there was one bit of track just a few feet above my property line where the cars would sink down and sway close to a couple of feet. This, in my child like mind, was not a good thing.
Got/called the Rail Road folks and told them 'I think you have a huge accident looking for a place to happen.'
'Thank you Mr. Evans for your concern, we'll have someone look into it.....' I knew I'd hit someone who didn't give a shxt. Called back and asked for a "Supervisor" involved in track maintenance. Got him, and a voice you that would scrape paint of a wall. Told him what I was looking at, and my concern ... and that I had my video camera set up and ready to film a train wreck.
'I'll have someone come out and look ....' 'No, you come out and look, here's my address/phone number.
End game is 'he' came out and spent three days with me in my home ('Shxt Man, skip a motel, you need to see this and make up your mind, it's your nickle to clean up what's going to happen. Not a question of 'if,' just a question of when? ...Guy was a total hoot!!!!
End game was he did a "Holy ****" and had a track inspection crew driving this bit of track a day later. He got their telephone report and did another 'H-C.' Crew was back the next day and we chased them down in my car and cut them off in mid-Ashland and had them drive the track equipment back to where we were standing along side the section of track.
No idea what the 'end game' cost but 'they' pulled up miles
of track and re-set same.