I can't help it. The photo bug is pushing hard. So I wandered around just taking some pictures while waiting to meet a customer for lunch. This doesn't really have anything to do with motorcycles. I just wanted to share some pics and thoughts. There won't be much text in this post. Mostly photos. I do want to share one thought before we embark, though.
Stacy wrote a post about what makes a good motorcycle blog. One of the things she mentioned is to stay on topic. In other words, if you call your site a motorcycle blog then the content should pretty much be related to that subject. If your intent is to just make it a dairy like Conchscooter does, then go with that. There's a lot of sense behind what Stacy says. I've been thinking about the situation since I've developed such a fascination with photography.
While I remain fiercely independent in doing my own thing, there is a time and place to listen to others who know what they are talking about. While I can still probably ride circles around Stacy, put us both in a room full of computers, servers, modems, and all those wire thingies, well........
Stacy would have 27 websites up and running complete with RSS feeds and all that sophisticated stuff while I was sitting there wishing I was still on the bike. The point is that I have come to the conclusion that I can't do justice to both passions with one blog. Don't be surprised to see a link here to a new blog dealing with photography, but also in a unique way. It just seems to make sense to separate the two subjects since each demands a lot of individual attention.
In a sort of last hurrah, then, and sticking my tongue out at convention, here are some photos. I put a bike in just for gratification.
Here I am practicing what I learned from Chuck and Bluekat. If you can't get a good photo, take it from another angle or do something to it in Photoshop. Then call it "Art"! See, the result below isn't all that bad. Pretty artistic, right?
I'm always amazed how people use their vehicles to express themselves. Take a look.
Apparently the owner of the VW has opinions on a lot of topics. This one is a bit more subtle and to the point.
I happened upon a fisherman near the river.
It looks like he has had some success.
Check out what he was using for bait.
Note the Starbucks cup. It's Pike Roast. I hear it's particularly successful in Minnesota. That's all right. If you don't get it, the pun was bad in the first place so don't sweat it.
Speaking of Stabucks. Here is the gratuitious bike photo.
I caught the dude still staring at the backsides of the girls that had walked by. I guess a full face helmet is better than sunglasses for disguising where you are looking. Unless you're this obvious, of course.
Earlier I had bought a cup of coffee in the same Starbucks. The new D5000 was hanging under my arm. You know that professional way that great photographers carry their camera when they're not actually using it. Oh, I didn't tell you about the 5000, did I? Chalk it up to a great wife.
Anyway, this attractive gal in line asked me if I was a freelance photographer. I answered in the affirmative. After all, how much more "free" can you be when nobody is paying you for your pictures? Seriously, I do intend to go "semi-pro" in the not too distant future. I got my coffee and left. When she brought up "portfolios" I got worried. We just met, after all. Besides, she wasn't the one who bought me the new camera. Us "freelancers" have to watch our loyalties.
Here's a difference between man and beast that I appreciate.
Lunch for Dan and Roy.
Lunch for the pigeons.
It's not like I've never eaten off a sidewalk before. ( don't ask ) I just hate it when I get barkdust in my beak. On the other hand, humans do strange things to themselves in odd machines.
Since I've eaten off sidewalks but can't yet fly, I had to use alternate transportation to go upstairs.
If anybody wants to learn to fly, I have an idea for a way to practice.
Take that offramp to the lower deck on a motorcycle and let me know how it goes. I suspect mostly downhill. Maybe your luck will be better than mine would be.
Miles and smiles,
Dan
