Harper's Ferry, WV

1:03 late so far. Who cares?

Traveling through thunderstorms and, I gather, behind several MARC commuter trains that have to make every stop.

We spent some happy times at Harper's Ferry in the past, probably getting too close to the train tracks for safety.

My solitude has ended -- I have company in the next room. But the one across from me is still empty, so I can freely cross over to get pix from the other side of the train.

Here's what's left of the once-mighty Brunswick, MD yards. A lonely coal drag.