Hopping Freights — part 11

Again in September 1981 — same trip, same train, but the next day crossing Nevada on the back of a grainer. There's something to be said for the concept of "if you don't actually see something, then it doesn't (or may not) exist". I tried to convince myself of this fact as I watched the wheels of the car behind me bouncing all over the rails, realizing that the wheels on my car were bouncing just as bad, but I couldn't see them, so I didn't worry as much. But I did feel them, for miles... and miles... and miles...