Train on the viaduct over the River Kent at Arnside.
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Years ago, I spent a lot of time with my father running up and down the country 'train spotting' and taking photographs. His was the generation that grew up in the post war period, saw the end of steam in the UK, and possibly the last that viewed the job of engine driver as something heroic. Our train trips took us all over the UK. Though not as great an enthusiast, I have some of his interest still in the engineering of our Victorian past.
In later years we spent more time together in his other passion of walking in the countryside, the pinnacle of this for him being in the UK's Lake District. We had been out together for a walk and could not resist waiting for a train to cross this scene, much to the annoyance of the rest of our party who were ready for home and food by this stage in the day.