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After three years of travel by foot, bicycle, bus and plane, Brian Cray hopped his first freight train outta Flagstaff, AZ, riding blind on a boxcar on the Southern Transcon.  He had no idea what he was doing or where he was going, but somewhere between the chaos, the innocence, the paranoia, train hopping stuck with him through the years, flowing in his gypsy blood.  Now he spends his free time between jobs wandering the country by freight train whenever he has the money and the time.

Empty Coal Car

Fuck Outta Here White Boy

To avoid BNSF Memphis Yard, I walked 12 miles to a traffic signal along the Mississippi River.  East Memphis felt neighborly, with white picket fences, immaculate homes in gated communities and plentiful churches.  I...

The Train That Never Came…

The deep orange fireball slowly poked out above the calm cerulean ocean lighting the coastal skyline. Soft ripples churned below, splashing against the timber piles of an abandoned wharf and as I stretched...
Train Hopping

My First Train and the Puke that Followed

Train Hopping Arizona I hitched out a few days ago with Randolph from the Grand Canyon after spending two and a half months working in the food and beverage department in Maswik lodge. Randolph has...
Train Hopping Gondola

It’s Not Fuckin’ Rocket Science

Train Hopping Charlottesville After a long drug-crazed weekend boozin’, watching pupils turn to pinpoints with the flick of a flame, exhaling ice, crack and weed, we hopped out of a jeep by the train yard...
Train Hopping Grainer

A Year of Freight Trains

The Adventures of Brian Cray A Year of Freight Hopping WATCH THE 2017 RECAP OF FREIGHT HOPPING! Please like, subscribe or comment if you haven't already...the more exposure will help to self-publish a book if...