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Moving through the landscape

October 30th, 2006

After a cat nap snooze, I see that we are moving through the landscape at a good clip. I can see the sun still above the trees and reflections of sunlight on water in ditches beside the track. The air in the train feels fresh and cool, and I feel good about my work day; it was better than I thought it would be. I felt to day would be different from what I expected, but I thought the difference was going to be in the bad direction, not in the good.

I can see a river beside the train, but it doesn’t seem wide enough to be the Potomac, but it must be. I see the towpath of the C&O canal, clearly. The canal itself, right beside the train. Here we are passing a campground, I can see the Point of Rocks station, we are making the turn to the tracks toward Monocacy Station. We have now joined up with the tracks that head toward Frederick. We are passing Canam Steel. I can see the steel struts in the yard. The sun is lighting up the landscape. I can see the construction near that overflow lot for the Point of Rocks station. I see the escarpments in the field, cows grazing, gravel exposed, many fields, trees and a hill on the near horizon. I am sitting on the left side of the train. Even when I prepare videos, I am going to need to write narration to accompany the scenes. That is the kind of voice over work I should do first: narration of our videos. So much to write. It could be a kind of poetic prose. This trip is actually quite enjoyable. It follows part of the old canal, so much faster than the days of the barges. I can see hiking along the towpath and taking the train back. Parking at Point of Rocks and returning by train to it. Walking in one direction or the other. It would be good to know the schedules, or have them available, always ready to return. I can see even taking the train from Monocacy to a Southern point, then hiking back to another. I don’t know what happens to the canal hike as it nears Washington, I might be surprised.

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