| Me, on the left, and my father, at the Helper Depot. I've spent many hours here over the last 12 years; the Rio Grande was a special railroad to me and I did what I could to see the last of it before Union Pacific erased it. Those images, on film, will come as I can get them scanned. But, this was the first time I'd been here with my Dad, and it was time well spent. Both of us show the effects of skiing in Utah - sunburned, windburned faces, and big smiles! |