This is most likely not relevant, but it was crazy to me.
I was at a vintage race early this month and it was the best time ever. The only thing that could compare is if peace breaks out in the Middle East and I get to tour the Holy Land with the Pope as my tour guide and he tells amusing anecdotes about the Vatican throughout.
This was a neat chance to see antique cars in action. Well, the race was delayed for some reason and eventually I found out why.
The second photographer is the one being hurled backwards. He is about to get a helicopter ride of the unexpected sort. Those are the worst kind of helicopter rides, even worse than the ones where the pilot keeps swerving to stay below the hills and avoid enemy fire. After that he will have months of therapy and a retirement filled with trauma induced arthritis. The worst part of my day was the overpriced refreshments. It pays to keep things in perspective.
But the third guy is the curious one. Notice how he is a consummate pro, totally focused on his work and oblivious to the distractions around him. It is startling to me that someone can be so unflappable to not even flinch at such mayhem. Where can you find people so calm? His colleague is getting the crap knocked out of him and something through the lens is more interesting than that? That is the sort of person who gets things done.
I look at this picture as a life lesson. Sometime shits happens and it gives you a nice picture. And the same shit can happen and give you some broken bones. Or shit can happen and you just ignore it. All depends on if you are 10 feet to the right or left.
Second lesson is to stay on focus. I need to be like this photographer.
Currently I am filling an order for 64,000 bases. It is nice to see some folks with decent sized collections. Skirmish games are a fad. Bring back the 1 figure = 1 man Waterloo recreations I say.
After that will get back on target.