| The crew was instructed to take the train to Brighton siding north of Wellington instead of tying it down in Hartland, which gave us a chance to shoot the train under the massive grain elevator at West Clarksfield, a bucket list shot I have been wanting for some time. Due to slow orders, the train would have been easy to continue chasing, but I decided against it and parted ways with Matt and began heading back west. At least there was one upside to this day. |