Just around the bend, I locate Butcher Knife Spring and get to the business of pumping some water into my near-empty Camelbak
Date: April 29, 2008, 17h02
I stop in at Kelso Depot to buy a souvenir t-shirt and donate my half-full propane bottle to someone who can use it
I'm not allowed to carry the propane bottle on tomorrow's Amtrak bus and train trip. I chat with the ranger on desk duty, but don't have to bother him to let me in to the downstairs closet again to fill up my water.
It turns out that I still have enough water to last until I reach Baker.