What does one do when he cannot walk properly? He drives. Where? I guess where ones interests take them. I have a weird fascination with trains so I seek them on these broken riding days. Well, trains and planes, but not automobiles. Which is odd cause the best picture of the day came from some guys farm yard with automobiles lined up in a tempting photographic tease. I literally was chasing a train when I stumbled upon this marvel of Vdub mid sixties beauty. So I stopped, said good bye to chances of photographing yet another train and said hello to these fine looking beauties.
This turned out to be my favourite photo of the day, which was not expected after eighty plus shots of CN rail trains thundering past me. Cars 1. Trains 0. That sums up the day for me. How long till I can start riding again? Hmmm, tough question. In the meantime when nothing is happening with the family my days will be spent like this. Come on ankle. Heal...
