Moons Over MyAmmy

Although the title is Backroads, this post certainly covers backsides and instead of a road it’s a train track. It’s an event that one might consider worth seeing once, although many believe this is preety assinine. From inside one of the trains headed south, the scenery outside the window is a few hundred yards of California butt, big ones, small ones, wide ones, rows of backsides like billboards along the freeway all with the same ad. As a greeter to Amtrak riders, one waits for the passing of the next train at which point everyone butts up along the chain link fence and promptly smiles accordingly.

The annual Mooning of Amtrak event takes place every July at the Mugs Away Saloon in Laguna Niguel. Although it’s not organized in any formal way, it draws thousands of people out to order the Moons Over My Amtrak. This order is generally served with beer whereas Denny’s® “Moons Over My Hammy®” feeds thousands of people, is available 24/7 365 and is usually served with a cup of coffee.

This event isn’t just for pranksters, although mooning is rapidly becoming a lost art. As you can see from the photo of 72-year-old Carol Wichenheisser, (top row, 3rd photo in the photo grid) the event attracts people from all ends of the rectum, I mean, spectrum. Back at you, as shown in the photo above.

For an entire day, a diverse squadron of mild exhibitionists line up along a fence outside the saloon and flash the Amtrak trains that go by. That’s it.

It’s become such a popular local ritual that sometimes people ride the trains in order to reciprocate, in fact, tickets sell out for many moons in advance.

I’ve even seen a picture of the rear of a man who was driving one of the Amtrak trains. Not only did he put the loco in locomotive, he effectively provided future plaintiffs their Exhibit A in any lawsuit against Amtrak for negligence.

This ritual started back in July 1979 when K.C. Smith offered free drinks to anyone in the bar who would moon the next train to pass the saloon. This became an annual tradition and Mugs Away just celebrated its 28th anniversary of inebriated arse-airing. Butt aways behind is the annual mooning of the Metrolink, next year will celebrate only year three.