I packed Sancho back up and bugged out to this place. I wanted to drive the trail at left as far as I could, but the only way onto it was through a narrow gap through concrete over a mound of earth of no consequence to a four-wheeler, but which I felt certain my Ford Escape would high center on. I parked and walked the trail as Sancho flew just on the other side of the wall of trees, high enough for me to keep him in sight. The trail ended at a concrete retaining wall rising over a pond just beyond the bottom edge of this picture. I flew Sancho out over the pond, turned his eye to look down the track and saw the tiny headlights of the train, coming fast. I positioned Sancho as best I could and pushed the shutter button at the last instant. Many cars followed those you see here. I have another idea on how I might yet get them all in one picture but due to diminishing daylight have only a few days at best for the right conditions to come together. 8/17/20 |