An oldie, but hopefully a goodie. This was taken in my home town of Freeport, MN the summer of 1979. For weeks I walked to the tracks every evening about 30 minutes before sunset to see if I could capture some color and the sun in the right place. I guess I had some instincts back then already. The tracks are long gone now. They've been replaced by the Wobegon bike trail. This brings back fond memories of hearing the trains at night from time to time as I lay safe and sound in my room.