This guy was flying over the Tucson Speedway this weekend, I guess he was part of the show. They also shot off some fireworks, fortunately they waited for him to land first.
Today looks like the last day of sub 100° temperatures, by Friday it's supposed to be 108°, and I may or may not be leaving the next day.
I still don't know exactly what I'm doing, or how I'm going to do it, all I know for sure is I have to be back in Denver during July.... But how and when I get there, I haven't a clue.
I finally broke down and did some laundry today, I gave some thought as to which would be better, to throw all my dirty clothes away and buy new stuff, or go to the laundry room here at the campground and wash everything. Both things sounded equally distasteful but I figured that since there's hardly anyone staying at the Pima County Fairgrounds anymore there's less chances that a Bat virus would be hanging around so it would probably be better to wash the clothes than try and duplicate my somewhat unique wardrobe.
Price-wise there wasn't a whole lot of difference, when you consider on one hand my clothes are old, raggedy, and need replacing. And on the other hand a commercial washer takes more quarters than an Indian casino slot machine and will only hold a pair of jeans and one sock so washing or buying new stuff was kind of a tossup.
But it came down to me not wanting to spend all day shopping for clothes at the Goodwill when sitting in an un-air-conditioned 130° metal shed with some washing machines in it all morning watching scorpions fight over the underwear I dropped sounded like so much fun.
Turns out Scorpions are tough critters, touching my underwear will normally kill any insect and most reptiles. On a good note, I was able to save a little money on the dryers because at these temperatures and with the humidity in the low single digits the laundry comes out of the washer dry as a bone.
This is the opposite of a wheelie, in motorcycle terms its called a stoppie
This girl hovers above the saddle, I guess it's a smoother ride that way.
Sometimes people ask me questions about my pictures, things like... "What brand of camera do you use? I want to make sure I never buy one of those." Or..."Have you ever taken a picture that you didn't consider embarrassingly infantile?" And even... "With all the hobby's in the world why did you have to ruin photography?"
But sometimes someone will ask a question that I actually know the answer to such as..... "Have you ever taken a picture that you liked?"... And the answer to that is yes, and this happens to be one.
Technically it's not a good picture, the exposures off, it's not very sharp, and the background is way too busy. But to me I like the way the horse's mane, tail, and the girls hair is all blowing backwards showing movement and speed. And I like the position of the horse showing athleticism and power. But mostly what I like about the picture is the expression on the girls face showing the absolute joy in what she's doing, and the complete confidence in herself and her horse in their ability to move as one.