Nevada and the Great Salt Lake on Groundhog Day
It had been nearly a year since my ecstatic daylight ride through the Wind River Canyon of Wyoming. I flew into Salt Lake City, arriving for the first time since 1999. The corruptly won 2002 Winter Games had left behind […]
Nevada and the Great Salt Lake on Groundhog Day
By Abdul Rahimov
It had been nearly a year since my ecstatic daylight ride through the Wind River Canyon of Wyoming. I flew into Salt Lake City, arriving for the first time since 1999. The corruptly won 2002 Winter Games had left behind […]
Freights of Dick Cheney’s ville
There are few experiences sadder than returning to a Western railroad yard 12 years later. In 1993, starting out of Laurel, Montana, I had launched a two-week journey — between
Royal Gorge and the Tennessee Pass atop a freight train
My plan was to hit two separate lines, the Royal Gorge route and the Santa Fe's Raton Pass route. The former lies between Pueblo and Minturn, Colo.; the latter
Detroit and its architectural legacy in ruins
I've been traveling in an unorthodox manner for 30 years. When vacation comes, I'm apt to jump a freight train rather than buy a plane ticket or rent a
Hop aboard from San Jose to Oakland
It was time for a modest day trip to escape my burdens: I had two commitments in the East Bay and decided to catch out from San Jose to
Eluding the cops from Richmond to Mojave
There are better places than Richmond to hang out in after midnight. I was reluctantly eyeballing the BNSF yard in this ghetto and refinery town when headlights trained on
Locomotive whistles from Portland to Eugene
On Friday night, August 2, 1991, I rode Tri-Met bus #17 to the Southern Pacific yard adjoining the Eastmoreland golf course. According to the map, a promising line runs
Eastbound freight-hopping from Vancouver to Klamath
I'd been sitting beside the loading dock of some factory and geared upward to a sprint. Determined to catch out on anything remotely rideable - Wishram was only 96
Detroit seen from a different view
I've been traveling in an unorthodox manner for 30 years. When vacation comes, I'm apt to jump a freight train rather than buy a plane ticket or rent a
