Trainless Days in the Woods
Vermont Railway Systems in Rutland
The air suffocates my face as mucous dribbles down my nose and onto my lips. I lay there on layers of moist cardboard, wrapped in a cocoon of nylon, listening...
Day 1 – Mount Royal and the Raccoons
Mount Royal and the Raccoons
To avoid crossing the border by foot, I took a Greyhound to Montreal, which did not go smoothly by any means. It never...
Slow and Scenic on Loaded Wood Chips
After lying my ass off to the Park Ranger at Baxter State Park, I found myself with a pink warning slip in my pocket, my pack in the bed of his vehicle and my...
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...
Face Tats and Steelies
I awoke next morning to the sun vexing my brow. Â My eyes flickered, perturbed with itchiness, as I rubbed sand and dirt out of them. Â I snuffled from congestion expelling coughs as if I...
