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 This is on of my absolute favourite photos. I tried to find a full name , but I only have Nick from his flickr account. looking at it now is the first time I realised it's train tracks going under a bridge. Up until this point I always thought it was ropes in the fog flying from a bridge.I still adore the photo, but It's mood has changed dramatically from that realisation. Before it was moving,no it is a fixed image, the train tracks fastened to the ground. I don't feel as lost in it like I once did. i still find it stunning, but some of its soaring magic is gone.