Walking The Tracks

Time to walk the tracks and pick up a few railroad spikes.  I usually grab a small two gallon bucket and load 'em in.  It's a bit spooky in some spots because it is so quiet and the bushes may have a boogie man fooling around on the trail.  I don't find myself too worried though.  It's more of a hamstring issue, bending over and tripping on the gravel with ankle-roll.  Maybe I'll write a tune about walking the tracks.


The handmade railroad spike Wall Cross. In stores & online for the holidays.