| After the short chase of the crude oil train, we resumed our northbound trek. As we came into Decatur, I noticed the gates down at a crossing on the south edge of town. I thought it was a malfunction, since the weather had been wreaking havoc with many things this week. Turned out it was not a glitch, it was the 262 train headed south with 282 axles. I caught him in a glint of sun at the detector at MP 218.4 behind an international mix of KCSM and CP power. |