RIP “Kota” (or “Koda”)
A Special Delivery to a Dearly Departed Wild One
The year is 2019. We’ve arrived in California from Kansas City. We decide to spend the night in the Bakersfield, California train yard where our train to Portland will be rolling in sometime in the morning. This will be my first time train hopping to a bookfair (Seattle Anarchist Bookfair), and my first time riding trains with Kota.