Earlier today I was deadheading home from green river on a train. Usually they give us a van and they drive us home. Today It was snowing like crazy and the roads were horrible, so we road on a train bound for North Platte. When you deadhead on a train the whole idea is to sleep as much of the way as possible. We were lucky today, it only took four hours to go to Rawlins. That's an awesome time.

Anyway, somewhere near wamsutter, my engineer, sitting in the engineer's seat, knocked the air brake lever and threw the train into emergency. (we were riding on the third unit). This woke us both up and he immediately realized what he did and felt really bad. The train came to a screeching halt and we heard the conductor on the radio calling out our situation. The crew thought they had separated an air hose, since we had just gone over a road crossing bunched. Louie, my engineer, radioed the fireman and told him what he had just done. We recovered our air and we took off, laughing at louie. It was funny.