My plan is all set to work out flawlessly, I think, seconds before the start of my worst photography endeavour since My Pieta House Failure.
I have my gear set up, my camera settings perfected, and an umbrella over my head well in advance of those doing the Shan route passing by.
I got up early enough this morning to get the shots. Oh yes-sir-ree I did! I’m what you might call a cute whore. I’m ahead of the posse and I believe I’m going to get the money shots for sure! But I don’t. Continue reading “The Great Galway Bike Blur”