Hopped up on caffeine this morning, I had a desire to DO something for once. It seems all of my pastimes are relatively quiet pursuits. Even book hunting (with the exception of when we go to particularly rowdy sales) is subdued and slow. I wanted to move about, to enjoy the cool weather, and just do something a bit different. After some review of Google Earth to see what was around here, Jeff and I finally agreed that a walk down the railroad tracks would be a nice way to pass some time. This especially delighted me as, I've always wanted to pack up and just walk the railroad tracks endlessly. Although this would merely be an afternoon's diversion, even the ability to fulfill this desire on a very small scale was most welcome.
This part of town is very different from the viewpoint of the railroad tracks. Although it is still primarily industrial, with the occasional smattering of residential (most of which has seemingly been here since long before the industrial sprang up) it just looks very foreign from the "back side." You see things, such as the glass smashing plant (I suppose it's actually a recycling plant, but all we saw were piles of smashed glass, so it's more fun to think of it that way) that you would never have noticed driving down the street. You get to see huge, ominously creaking tanker cars along sidings leading off into liquid petroleum distributors. You can also, we learned, determine much of what the area businesses do just by walking along with your attention on your olfactory sense. The scent of bread baking, the styrene (one of my very favorite smells -- I have no idea why) of the many boat manufacturers in the area, and the grease, oil and rust smells of the area junkyards. We also saw holes dug and tracks made by local wildlife, as well as an amazing assortment of junk -- from buses and tractors to refrigerators and shelving units -- in the yard (and probably beyond the property line, was our guess) of a local resident. We nicknamed this fellow "The Collector," and turned around just beyond his yard. I think we both got mild sunburns, but it was so nice to walk somewhere it was possible to smell more than just exhaust! Though I doubt I'll ever just take off and do this long-term, it would be nice to do this sort of exploration again on a different section of track. We have many around here at our disposal. Off I go to Google Earth to determine the best next outing!