After hiking for more than 2 hours I found this bridge suspended up high above a waterfall. It was so rusty and worn I thought it abandoned. As I kneeled down to take the shot, I felt a breeze coming from behind me. As I looked back, I saw a set of lights staring right at me. With the wind shifting from a light breeze to a full on arctic blow, I quickly ran out to cover and just made it in time before the train whizzed by.