Last December Mike, Greg, Sprocket and I caught one of the last nice days before hard winter set in and spent the afternoon on the Stagecoach trails on top of the Bookcliffs above Palisade. We rode until well after dusk, camera shutters clacking away at every curiosity. It was time well spent.
|Trying to follow Mike's movement through my telephoto produced this aberration. No alterations.|
Until next time.