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I walk the bike path thing there in the 'burg as they say or as I call it.. And I used to go to the BNSF railway bridge and turn around and come back but in the past month I have ventured on beyond to a place that has a 2 mile and a curve sign painted on the path itself.. Yesterday I was venturing down the trail and as I was approaching the bridge I could hear the engine approaching the bridge as I was.. I thought it was about a quarter mile away so I thought I'd put it in "mosey high" and race it to the bridge. I hate the idea of having the train crossing over the bridge as I go directly under it but there we were, the train at the start of the bridge and me in what I can only call no mans land, the just about under the bridge area.. I committed to going on through while the train went right over the top of me..  DOOOOOSH CHILLS  Big time  doosh chills..  I come out of the other side of the bridge with the hair on the back of my neck sticking strait out.. ubada ubada ubada...   freak me right the hell out..   I mean not that it has happened right there before but that train has left the tracks a few miles up the way going over the highway before.. TWICE..    Once a grain car fell right on the roadway crushing a drainage culvert.. And the other time a couple years ago when a tornado pushed a car off the tracks just about the same spot..   Not so fun.. But i lived..

Badge Henry