Every rider of the California Zephyr in summer has seen rafters on the Colorado River mooning the train as it trundles by, but the good people of Laguna Niguel, California, seem to make the sport an all-day festival:
I am not sure, however, that a long string of heinies is any more exciting than a forest of pine trees.
The most inspiring such event I ever saw came aboard No. 5. A lone female rafter shucked all her clothes and stood in full frontal glory as the train slowly passed by. She was both shapely and comely, and the entire lounge car burst into cheers.
Sadly, I was not armed with a camera.
Posted by RR4me (Member # 6052) on :
If you've seen one heinie, have you seen them all? Or - did you get the (w)hole view?
Posted by amtraxmaniac (Member # 2251) on :
Sounds a bit more friendly than a one finger salute. Don't you say?
Where are those UP slow orders when you'd really appreciate them, huh????
Posted by dilly (Member # 1427) on :
You can witness the same tired phenomenon from the windows of the Coast Starlight.
Then again, I traveled in a lower level roomette aboard the Texas Eagle a year or two ago. The solo and very tattooed woman occupying the family room down the corrider took several showers while en route. Each time she passed my open doorway, I couldn't help but notice that she wasn't wearing a towel.
Was this some sort of. . . body language?
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Posted by Henry Kisor (Member # 4776) on :
Now the mighty Los Angeles Times acknowledges the annual Mooning of Amtrak . . .
P.S. What's so tired about the phenomenon of naked ladies?
Posted by irishchieftain (Member # 1473) on :
I suspect that straight women would find it particularly tiresome, certainly.
Posted by Henry Kisor (Member # 4776) on :
Even the nudes of Rubens? The nymphs of Bougereau?
Mr. Ira Slotkin, please chime in. This issue needs some poetry to dress it up.
Posted by Ira Slotkin (Member # 81) on :
Yo, Hank. This one's for you:
Ah - the tuchas, the tush, the butt, About which I have written (naught), Of Rubens nudes, or Bougeureau's nympyhs. Would that I could catch a glimpse.
They're in California or Colorado, Style: a simple drop, or with bravado; (Though among them you will not find I Am exposing my sufficient gluteus maximi.)
Alas 'tis but(t) along the tracks I must of needs behold the cracks Of plumbers, and other over-benders, Regardless of sexual preference or gender.
The rich, the hoi poloi, drunks and slackers (Need I say there are also crackers?) Gather railside and then from each Comes what some would call "Free Speech."
The bottom line, should some one diss it, From those on display, a simple: "Kiss it!" For riders, the mantra I will repeat: Get yourself a window seat.
Big or small, cute or sagging, Leave us not upon barers be busy ragging. Methinks in the universal scheme The meaning of this falls below the mean.
To wit: "Against the Empire Blows" Is the goal of those what shows Their asses as the train does rumble; We all have one, may we all be humble.
Ira
Please forgive any typos or reaches for rhyme I am writing and trying to be on time For my long day's work. But a morning poem Is a lovely way to head out from home.
Posted by Henry Kisor (Member # 4776) on :
Brilliant, Ira, brilliant! I have never before encountered a sprint poet, one who can compose on a dead run.
(I'm still laughing my a -- I mean, fundament -- off.)
Posted by Judy McFarland (Member # 4435) on :
Ira gets my vote for Amtrak Poet Laureate!
Posted by HopefulRailUser (Member # 4513) on :
Wonderful Ira!
A friend of mine from bowling, a man in his 60's, retired law enforcement, Vietnam veteran, told me his square dancing group was taking the train to San Diego to see the people mooning the train. Seemed an odd interest for that group but maybe some of them will decide the train has some other uses too.
Posted by ehbowen (Member # 4317) on :
There's a story in the Durango & Silverton route guide about an incident in which a number of trackside onlookers decided as a group to "moon" the locomotive. There was only one problem:
They failed to realize it was a steam locomotive!
The engineer and fireman both decided that it was an opportune moment to open up on the steam cocks and the boiler blowdown valve. Ouch!
Posted by heatherite (Member # 6059) on :
This event was mentioned on a BBC magazine type programme this morning but nobody suggested we might copy the practice. Far too cold in Britain even in what we laughingly call our Summer.
Posted by Henry Kisor (Member # 4776) on :
Some of the engineers will actually slow the train down and conductors will PA announce it, so all can "enjoy" the delightful scene. In my experience, as the day wears on, participants get further "into their cups" and the bottoms become noticeably more sunburned. There seems to be less representation from the "distaff" side later in the day...see if you can mentally picture the delightfulness of a big line up of Larry The Cable Guys, and you will have a pretty fair idea of the 'action.'