East, out of Kelso: After waiting at Kelso for better than two hours and not seeing any trains (which was okay, because the sun was too damn high anyway), the radio crackled to life with "8323, highball Kerens," the next siding west. It took the train quite a while to make it the 10 miles to Kelso due to the stiffening grade. Here it is a little west of "town," such as it is.
