I See It All By TRAIN!

I'm living while I'm dying in a paradox called life, slowly wandering, feeling the heartbeat of Earth through her thunderous squeals of steel, creaking, rolling, slicing,...

Crimson Tides of Sun

I wake on lumber. Crimson embers light the sky, as she sleeps on steel.

Mystery Man

My face is my face, but I am still a ghost, yes, I am still a ghost.
Train Hopping Loaded Coal

Hidin’ in the Shadows of Unit Coal

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 Fresno Train Yard

Freight to Fresno on a Work Car

Train Hopping Fresno It briskly showered the night before covering my bivy in a film of morning dew. My sleeping pad soaked up every droplet of water from the moist ground making it feel like...