Massive rail project to link Wyoming coal fields waiting for federal OKCopyright 2001 Associated Press
October 29, 2001
WASHINGTON--The fate of the biggest U.S. rail project in modern times -- a $1.4 billion, 900-mile line that has been on the drawing boards for 25 years -- could hang on a soon-to-be-released environmental impact study.
Controversy has enveloped the Powder River Basin project, proposed by Dakota, Minnesota & Eastern Railroad Corp., to link coal fields in Wyoming with railroad terminals at the Mississippi River.
Opponents say it would rattle small towns with faster-moving, mile-long trains, spoil remote grasslands and harm local taxpayers who may have to pay for infrastructure improvements.
http://www.climateark.org/articles/2001/4th/marailpr.htmApparently they are in the process of cranking up this project now:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dakota,_Minnesota_and_Eastern_RailroadI remember a story in the Nation or Mother Jones a while back
about a town on the plains that was putting up a legal fight against
the proposed route of this project.Another MJ piece about Powder River Coal:The new range wars: they come on your land and take what lies beneath. In Wyoming's coalbed methane country, it's the ranchers versus the wildcatters MOST AMERICANS NEVER VENTURE into the hills east of Sheridan, Wyoming. The highway to Yellowstone and the Tetons doesn't go that way, and once you head east of Sheridan, you come into a country that used to turn roadless pretty quickly. Its drama is its emptiness, its subtle beauty, its ability to sustain itself and the plants and animals that live upon it. To an outsider, the landscape may look simple, but it's really a complex maze of draws and arroyos and interconnected natural drainages, places where water might linger after a prairie storm, giving life to a late-summer flourish of grass, or where it might rush away in tumult, down into the Powder River or the Tongue.
I didn't expect these hills to look their best. They were in their third consecutive summer of drought. The drought was one thing--a part of nature, after all, no matter how bitter its toll. But in the hills above the Tongue River, where mixed-grass prairie had once intermingled with sagebrush steppe, some sections of the landscape looked like an industrial zone. Roads trailed off in every direction, each one ending at a wellpad or a compressor station or a storage site or a collection of stakes marking future pads and stations and sites. The county roads had been widened and covered in scoria to accommodate heavy truck traffic. Pale new dirt roads cut off across the hillsides and through the sunburned grass and sage, some gated and locked, a reminder that this was now a territory under occupation by men who had leased what lay under the landscape and to whom the landscape itself was largely an impediment.
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