But the true meaning of Easter is…
... trainspotting!
On the way back from Easter lunch at my parents', we swung through the EPT's Milwaukie industrial park to see if anything was happening, and just as we reached the (ex-) Clackamas County minimum security prison site, we saw #802 come down the ramp by the shop pulling a couple of refrigerator cars.
And while I was out of the car, I took yet another picture of the EPT shops because they were apparently doing something with EPT 100 and had moved it off the track with the rebuilt geep and the ex-SP 70 tonner.
