I’ve always aimed to capture images that tell a story rather than just being visually appealing (though there’s nothing wrong with that).

While waiting for a train to pass, two boys rode up on their bikes, and I couldn’t help but wonder where they were headed. Their waiting moment took me back to my own youth, when my friends and I would ride our bikes to an old, abandoned rock quarry that had slowly filled with water over the years, becoming our makeshift swimming hole.

Fortunately, there was a brief pause between the train’s arrival and the lowering of the gates, giving me just enough time to grab my camera and capture this scene.

Whether the boys were heading to swim or just out for a ride remains a mystery, so I’ll leave that to your imagination.