1 to 3 cars usually being the norm for this lonely train, it pokes along at times less than 10 mph headed back home to Casper. Working as a consultant for Exxon at the time, a usual field location was at Totran, visible just to the rear of the caboose; the usual grind was to see the local coming over the rise, have time to gather up gear and leisurely shoot it in several spots all the way to Mills. Note: this line was a date nailer's treasure chest, both under the rails and discards along both sides.
