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Home Train Hopping

Train Hopping

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.

Train Hopping Loaded Coal

Hidin’ in the Shadows of Unit Coal

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Train Hopping Memphis With the recent rainfall, and playing hide and seek from workers and the bull, I threw up my white flag.  Never again will I waste two days trying to infiltrate BNSF Memphis...

The Wood Chip Train Can

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Train Hopping Millinocket, Maine I woke up covered in a thick, wet, film of condensation from the crashing raindrops running rampant throughout the rough night, festering from the ambush of humidity. I glanced through the...

Don’t Get Nothin’

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Don't get nothin' outta days work. Don't get nothin' outta ridin' free. Don't get nothin' outta in between. The most I get is in my dreams.
Kicked in the Face by a Moose

Kicked in the Face by a Moose

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When I first stepped out of the police truck my wrists pained from the shackles jamming into my bones.  Red grooves indented my skin as the officer twisted the key, removing the metal bracelets. ...

Sinuous Peregrinations

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On a sinuous Peregrination of steel Is our land's heartbeat