Saturday, July 6, 2013

2 July 2013

The rain isn't heavy enough to warrant calling off the day, but the bosses are afraid to exceed their allotted time on the tracks two days in a row and draw the wrath of the dispatchers. Once the rail is pulled there is no turning back. Nobody knows what to do.

Meanwhile, inside our cars we sip coffee and watch the skies for dark clouds gathering and the brown water puddles for the frequency of raindrops pocking the surface.

Our boots and gloves and vests are still soaked and dripping from yesterday's afternoon rain storms. Guys wear plastic bags over their socks to keep them dry. 

We all just want to go home.

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