Day 9: Helper to Mexican Hat
This morning dawned bright and sunny in the motel room it felt almost summery, but I changed my mind on that aspect as soon as I stepped outside! I decided my time in Helper was up for now, so I packed up, consulted the maps and decided to head south. While I was packing I heard a horn, and it wasn't an Amtrak horn, and it wasn't a modern diesel horn, so I decided to check out the Utah Railway depot on the way out of town. Sure enough there were many extra coal wagons there, and plenty more signs of life than there had been Saturday or Sunday. Maybe they'd be running a coal train today? And yes, as I watched the train started moving, so up the highway I raced to catch it.
The train eased down off the Utah Railway track and onto the UP mainline, but had to wait at the signal bridge for a green light. While waiting the morning UP manifest came squealing down the hill with a very heavy aroma of burnt brake shoes.
Waiting for permiss...