Sometimes I see something and I become obsessed with photographing it. I'll go to great lengths to take a picture, and if for some reason I can't, I feel annoyed and depressed about it for days! I usually end up liking those pictures, even if they don't look like much to other people. This is one of those pictures. I'm not sure what appealed to me about this scene... maybe it was the bright red of the wheel juxtaposed against the weathered wood. This was taken when we visited a ghost town called Bents, SK earlier this spring. It wasn't that hard to get the photo... I just had to climb over a small pile of rusty junk to frame it properly.