Teardrop and the Empty Gas Jug

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Over the next few days, I rubber tramped from Baldwin to Mobile with an old friend, Teardrop, but I really didn't enjoy the stretch, sticking to the monotonous I-10. As usual, he was flat...

All Across America 40,000 Mile Tour

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I left my wet footprints behind as sawdust caked to the bottom of my feet, catching a viking ship on the Q160 out of Chicago.  An emulsion of grays furrowed the sky....

White Night along Champlain

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I worked for free that day as a cemetery groundskeeper, sitting beneath a large oak tree, gazing out at the latent train tracks waiting for them to come alive.  Thick air struck...

The Cold and Lonely 11R

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I hopped on the 11R on one of the coldest nights since I started this trip, at 2 degrees Fahrenheit, catching out of East Deerfield under the moonlit sky.  I spent that...

The Silver Path through an Ivory Blanket

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I stepped off the bus and walked straight to the woods, past Emgrem, past Jackson, and tromped right past the Stewart's Shop heading towards the tracks across from the yard, where they...