Riding the Rail

There is something quite unique about getting aboard a train for a trip whether your going a few miles or thousands across countries.
Eventually one begins to converse with fellow travelers.

Usually the conversation begins with, "how far you going?"
Where upon one begins to find out a snippet of their lives up and till that point.

The view from the train is quiet as the landscape slowly passes on by.
Heading east from the the Pacific Coast making our way through old towns that were once built along the iron horse. 

The landscape is stark and cold.

Passing through places such as Wagner, Montana where on July 3, 1901, Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid's "Wild Bunch", ended up pulling off one of the last great train robberies. 

They divided the take of 65,000 dollars and split up forever.

We stop at Ft Buford to pick up passengers and it's hard to imagine that this is where Chief Sitting Bull surrendered after the Battle of Little Big Horn in 1881.

The Sun begins to drop over in the distance leaving a golden hue dancing across the moving terrain.

Sometime in the middle of the night as the locomotive chugs along shaking and creaking we happen to be midway between the Equator and the North Pole.