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 Yard to catch a southbound train. With the elevated track in the middle of the yard the only logical access
Train Hopping Denver After kickin’ it for a week in a townhouse off of Martin Luther King Blvd., gettin’ high off edibles, and free climbing the Flatirons in Boulder, I felt eager to hit the road again, train hopping Denver, riding blind. Meeting up with my old college partner-in-crime made me reminisce the past. Honestly,
Train Hopping Memphis The stiff concrete made me toss and turn early morning. I continued to lay there unable to wake from my comfortable zzz’s until broken free by the charming noise of a bellowing horn. I thought none of it as I packed my gear in a lackadaisical fashion, ready to tramp it down the
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 Tucson I awoke later that morning to the sun piercing its rays upon my droopy eyes, train hopping Tucson. My eyes flickered with a perturbing itchiness as I rubbed sand and dirt out of the corners of them. My nose felt clogged like I inhaled plumes of smoke from a fire. Snot rockets