Ayoooooo Taco the Ankle Biter and the Roseville Crew

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I woke up early that morning on a bed of mulch with limbs of pine drooping overhead and thick dew in the air. The clanking commotion from heavy equipment jostling stone boulders around...

Karso and Aurora

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The hardest moments for me are goodbyes.  Always.  Don't get me wrong, I very much enjoy my solitude, but the goodbyes always tear me down like watchin' a building of emotions collapse as you...

Lawless Oakland and the Drug Epidemic

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We called in train after train after train at the usual spot, but alas, no northbounds to the Pacific Northwest, just a bunch of junk headed to Oakland, Wyoming and Pocatello.  We shimmied in...

What’s Wild and What’s Machine

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Back in the woods on a frost-covered berm,by the river,in the mountains,by the endless steel bands;a call of what's wild and what's machine;The serpent rides on through dawn, meandering opaque banks,flowing smalt.The wild lives...

Stuck in Hoosac Tunnel and the Hobogeist

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Just because I've been through tunnels dozens of times over the years, does not mean the train can't side out in one for three hours.   At first, I figured the crossing light was out, and...