After enduring a long afternoon of waiting, the railroad had finally come to life in the evening hours, giving me some good shots of the bridge at Luverne. The only thing keeping me standing amon... (more)
The sun finally sank below the hillside on a long summer day, providing a nice silhouette of a tree and another eastbound oil train on the bridge at Luverne.
The sun finally crept over to the north side of the Luverne bridge as it neared the horizon. With a small window of opportunity before the bridge would be in shadow, my hopes sank as an eastbound... (more)