Short Freight Bench & Graff Walls (Nov.6th 2022)
Went out today with one goal in mind. Leave a copy of my book, sealed in a bag next to an awesome piece of graffiti, and then come home and post a photo of the piece and if anyone knew where this piece was, they could come out and grab a free copy of the book.
Planned on leaving it by a really cool MERS piece that I've been seeing for a few years now, ended up leaving it by a newer writers piece @she.bombs she's only been at it for a short while from what I understand, but she's doing awesome work and getting up.
Found a way to climb up and leave a sealed, in a bag copy up high enough that it would take a little work to find it. Cool. On the way out, I planned on benching at one of my favorite spots for a few hours and then heading home.
Got to my spot, got out my HAM radio to listen for trains, got out my camera, and within' a few minutes some dude is walking towards me. I'm alone, and there's really nowhere I can go. As he gets closer I say "Hey, how ya' doin'?" Dude replies "I'm okay". I turn a bit so that he can easily see that I'm armed, and then I notice that he's got a plastic bag in one hand, and a rock the size of a softball in the other hand. He walks within' a couple feet of me, and once he's passed by 6 feet or so, looks back and says "It's ok to be hiking out here right?" "Yep!" I say, and he walks off.
I hear, and then see a UP train coming, which means I need to grab my shit and head to the other trestle and catch it from the other side. Lighting issues.. As I'm flicking this one, I duck down and look under the trestle and see that a BNSF freight is on the other set of tracks. GRRR. The UP ended up being like 25 cars. As I run back to my spot I see an elusive (to me) ICHABOD piece roll by... Missed it.
I catch the last 10-15 cars on the BNSF. Within' 10 minutes or so, I see another sketchy dude walking around under the trestle I was just under, and he's walking around with some sort of stick.
Seriously, I don't need this. I have bills, and I need to be at work on Monday. I left, and drove back home. I felt defeated. In the end, I did what I set out to do, and that was give away a book. ...But the freights.... They'll roll through again one day, or not.
Short Freight Bench & Graff Walls (Nov.6th 2022)
Went out today with one goal in mind. Leave a copy of my book, sealed in a bag next to an awesome piece of graffiti, and then come home and post a photo of the piece and if anyone knew where this piece was, they could come out and grab a free copy of the book.
Planned on leaving it by a really cool MERS piece that I've been seeing for a few years now, ended up leaving it by a newer writers piece @she.bombs she's only been at it for a short while from what I understand, but she's doing awesome work and getting up.
Found a way to climb up and leave a sealed, in a bag copy up high enough that it would take a little work to find it. Cool. On the way out, I planned on benching at one of my favorite spots for a few hours and then heading home.
Got to my spot, got out my HAM radio to listen for trains, got out my camera, and within' a few minutes some dude is walking towards me. I'm alone, and there's really nowhere I can go. As he gets closer I say "Hey, how ya' doin'?" Dude replies "I'm okay". I turn a bit so that he can easily see that I'm armed, and then I notice that he's got a plastic bag in one hand, and a rock the size of a softball in the other hand. He walks within' a couple feet of me, and once he's passed by 6 feet or so, looks back and says "It's ok to be hiking out here right?" "Yep!" I say, and he walks off.
I hear, and then see a UP train coming, which means I need to grab my shit and head to the other trestle and catch it from the other side. Lighting issues.. As I'm flicking this one, I duck down and look under the trestle and see that a BNSF freight is on the other set of tracks. GRRR. The UP ended up being like 25 cars. As I run back to my spot I see an elusive (to me) ICHABOD piece roll by... Missed it.
I catch the last 10-15 cars on the BNSF. Within' 10 minutes or so, I see another sketchy dude walking around under the trestle I was just under, and he's walking around with some sort of stick.
Seriously, I don't need this. I have bills, and I need to be at work on Monday. I left, and drove back home. I felt defeated. In the end, I did what I set out to do, and that was give away a book. ...But the freights.... They'll roll through again one day, or not.