The first time I heard about riding trains I was really young and the older kids in my complex would get drunk and just hang out by the tracks. Forgetting the past I came across a ranoutonarail video and feel back in love, watching stobe and his amazing way to portray his travel inspired me to do the same, as well as ranoutonarail. They both hold an amazing story and travels . My first time riding was out of Glendale AZ. Waiting as the main break test was being done and the constant driving by of the bnsf rail workers I just kept my cool hanging out in my normals hang out where I’d listen to my radio from time to time . I finally desired to bolt to the double stack 53” container and hide under the well, finding myself nervously looking around and fixing my radio to not be hear I just calmed my nerves and began to wait to depart , I felt the train jump and hump out was to a steady speed as we began to start our journey together me and this massive beautiful train... my dreams came true as I found myself looking into the stars. I began to feel joy run down my bones like a warm chill under the night sky. It was a beautiful ride and as we began into windslow I hopped off in a spot I was given to by a fellow rider. I spend the night maybe 100yards away in the brush in my bivy and fell asleep under the night sky