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.

The Fresno Train Yard

Freight to Fresno on a Work Car

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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...

Ridin’ Blind on a California Line 

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Train Hopping California I woke up early to hit the ramp to hitch out of Goodyear for Flagstaff. After a few hours of standing on the shade-less shoulder, sweat dripping down my brow and into...
Train Hopping

My First Train and the Puke that Followed

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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...