My Friend Austin Monk

By Gary Yaeger
Published on November 1, 2003
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Austin and the Peerless at the 1988 Barnes Steam and Power Show, Belgrade, Mont.
Austin and the Peerless at the 1988 Barnes Steam and Power Show, Belgrade, Mont.
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The 40-120 HP Z3 Peerless as it appeared when Austin bought it from Joe Battle in the mid-1960s.
The 40-120 HP Z3 Peerless as it appeared when Austin bought it from Joe Battle in the mid-1960s.
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Austin stands between his 50 HP Case (left) and the 40-120 HP Peerless at his Montana ranch in 1998.
Austin stands between his 50 HP Case (left) and the 40-120 HP Peerless at his Montana ranch in 1998.
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Steam men Doug McDougall (left), Austin Monk and Dale Richardson visit at Austin's 90th birthday party this past July 20.
Steam men Doug McDougall (left), Austin Monk and Dale Richardson visit at Austin's 90th birthday party this past July 20.
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A rare shot of Austin steering his Peerless. He was usually on the lower platform making it ''happen'' for the man who was on the upper platform steering.
A rare shot of Austin steering his Peerless. He was usually on the lower platform making it ''happen'' for the man who was on the upper platform steering.

It was the summer of 1954, and I had just thrown a match into
the firebox of a steam traction engine for the first time. As the
flames spread and the process of creating steam started, an
indescribable emotion (yes, I know, men aren’t supposed to have
them) swelled within me, an emotion that has been with me these
past 50 years. First came the smell of the smoke; smoke from a
steam engine smells different than smoke from a camp or forest
fire. Then came the sound of the water as it started
‘cooking.’ Next came the rattling of the check valves as
enough steam built to start the blower. And after the engine turned
over, yet another smell; steam cylinder oil mixed with smoke.

I grew up in Lewistown, Mont., in Montana’s Judith Basin,
where an abundance of large steam traction engines did their share
of breaking sod. I was fortunate to be born into a family that had
been using steam engines since 1910, and I haven’t lived a day
without an engine around me. Engines came and went on grandpa
Yaeger’s homestead, and until the fall of 1956, steam
locomotives operated on the old Milwaukee Railroad line into
Lewistown, making a loop and running around our farm on three
sides. I grew up with steam.

ENTER AUSTIN

In 1978, a couple of visitors arrived in Lewistown, scouting out
steam engines in the Judith Basin. The visitors were Jimmy Schmauch
and his good friend, Austin Monk, of Kalispell, Mont. I didn’t
know Austin at the time, so I couldn’t have imagined what
meeting him would mean to me. I had little idea that in a few short
years my life would take a turn that would take me away from the
farm that had been in our family for over 100 years.

Three years later my family and I moved to Whitefish, Mont., in
the Flathead Valley near Kalispell, where I presently live. As I
prepared our move, the late Max Tyler (who worked in the Flathead
Valley during the Civilian Conservation Corp days of the Great
Depression) told me to be sure and look up Austin Monk when I got
settled ‘up there.’

Austin Monk (left) and Carl Tuttle at the 2002 Steam and Gas
Pasture Party in Somerset, Va., with the 40-120 HP 1913
Geiser-Peerless Austin built from various Emerson-Brantingham
parts.

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