Train Hopping Klamath Falls to Roseville Work ended, leaving me back on the road again, train hopping Klamath Falls on a deadline. A long month of slave labor, working a minimum wage job, washing dishes, gave us a bit more travel money for New Zealand. Antsy to leave, I watched the clock tick slowly nearing
Hitchhiking to Crater Lake Darla pulled off highway 97 onto the shoulder at the 138 junction. She smiled between glazed eyes with her frizzy red hair blowing from the crosswind. I waved at her and as I motioned to shut the passenger side door, she stopped me. “Waaaait…here take this for the road doood,” she
The Misfit 4 – Prose Short Story Series I dozed off for a few hours and woke to sudden squeals of steel wrenching to a halt. Doug sat there perplexed, pushing the bridge of his glasses with his index finger. His bottom lip curled out like a rug unraveling. Pam lay beside him asleep with
Meth in Maui “This is a throwback story from our time hitchhiking around the island of Maui. When the wife and I were bummin’ it on the Hawaiian Islands for our honeymoon. I’ve added dialogue based on memory. I will continue to post stories as I get around to writing them from my recent travels.
Train Hopping Texas I fiddled in and out of sleep as she turned sharply, winding along the cold steel tracks, shrieking and howling through the desert, train hopping Texas. Her cries masked the bellowing hollers of the coyotes in an almost soothing lullaby. I lay there shivering from the whistling wind of the night, chugging