Lawless Oakland and the Drug Epidemic

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We called in train after train after train at the usual spot, but alas, no northbounds to the Pacific Northwest, just a bunch of junk headed to Oakland, Wyoming and Pocatello.  We shimmied in...

Into the Night

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Into the night on a cold bed of steel,Clouds float on through the dark sky like icebergs at sea,Stars wink under a crisp half moon;My mind is as clear as glass.All heard is the...

What’s Wild and What’s Machine

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Back in the woods on a frost-covered berm,by the river,in the mountains,by the endless steel bands;a call of what's wild and what's machine;The serpent rides on through dawn, meandering opaque banks,flowing smalt.The wild lives...

Stuck in Hoosac Tunnel and the Hobogeist

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Just because I've been through tunnels dozens of times over the years, does not mean the train can't side out in one for three hours.  At first, I figured the crossing light was out, and...

The Fabled Oasis

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Success is a mirage.  It's that fabled oasis in the Lut desert "you think" you see after a long trek in the vapid, scorching sun.  You stand there wetting your parched lips, cracked like...