Hitchhiking to Abandoned Tokomaru Bay

Abandoned Tokomaru Bay

I stood right outside Tologa Bay by the only shoulder in the shade, flexing my thumb as minimal traffic whizzed by along highway 35 around the eastern coast. A black sports car screeched to...
Freight Train Hopping out of Hamilton

Night Rider of the Blue Dusk

Train Hopping Auckland Loud nasally snores echoed from the living room and I tapped Zep to wake him, but he did not budge. He lay there stone cold on the blue suede couch from a...
New Plymouth squatting along the coast of the Pacific Ocean

Coastal Sunset Squatting the NP

Hitchhiking Whanganui I held my sign firmly, peeking up at the dreariness weeping above in swirls of gray, hoping for a lift out of the last stretch of Whanganui before desolation. The gas station produced...
Riding an open empty flat car to Tauranga

Tauranga Diesel Boy

Train Hopping Tauranga I lay sprawled out in the grass.  The night dew slowly dampened my ass so I unraveled my bivy for a quick sleep under a patch of pine trees by the Hamilton...
Working at Kai at the Peak

The Peak of My Shadow

I spent months fighting my nihilist shadow, depleting me of my strength, clouding my thoughts, and judgment, a complete undertaking of my happiness. In those months, the sun never quite poked out from behind...

Stay connected

1,303SubscribersSubscribe

Recent posts

Random Blog Posts

Get more prose short stories about railroad folklore, hitchhiking and travel
in your inbox

Subscribe to our mailing list and get interesting stuff to your email inbox.

Thank you for subscribing!

Something went wrong...