- Joined
- Dec 16, 2005
- Messages
- 2,000
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- Location
- Sherman, TX
- First Name
- Chris
- Last Name
- Jennings
When I tell people that I'm a newspaper photographer the response usually is along the lines of saying that it's a cool job. My response usually is that it's the worst job you will ever love. At most papers the photog is kinda low man on the totem pole. The word people usually will look down on them and the editors crop your photos in bad ways because the don't understand anything about compostion.
Today was just one of those days. I had a bad day for various reasons at work. Usually my bad days are brought upon because I either make stupid mistakes and screw things up or oustide forces conspire to drag me down. today was the latter.
So what better way to clear your head and forget your woes than blasting down gravel/dirt roads and sliding sideways around corners? So I took off a little early and I went out and rode for a little while. I stuck to mostly familiar roads never far from home for about an hour and a half. The picture resolution is pretty low, all I took with me was my cell phone.
lots of hay baling going on around here. Glad I'm off the farm.
Always got to have the ever popular sunflower shot.
And for a little reflection. It's a wonder what a brightly colored weed will do for you, my mood started picking up about this time.
this is the spot, Old Preston road. Right after I got my KLR this road was where I crashed and broke a rib.
A nice little section of gravel twisties, gotta be careful kind of a high traffic area. Just after this spot ion the road it has been newly paved. Kinda sucks it was a good fast section with wide sweepers where you could get a good dfift going.
Well I'm home now, in a much better mood. My belly is full and tomorrow will be a better day.
Today was just one of those days. I had a bad day for various reasons at work. Usually my bad days are brought upon because I either make stupid mistakes and screw things up or oustide forces conspire to drag me down. today was the latter.
So what better way to clear your head and forget your woes than blasting down gravel/dirt roads and sliding sideways around corners? So I took off a little early and I went out and rode for a little while. I stuck to mostly familiar roads never far from home for about an hour and a half. The picture resolution is pretty low, all I took with me was my cell phone.
lots of hay baling going on around here. Glad I'm off the farm.
Always got to have the ever popular sunflower shot.
And for a little reflection. It's a wonder what a brightly colored weed will do for you, my mood started picking up about this time.
this is the spot, Old Preston road. Right after I got my KLR this road was where I crashed and broke a rib.
A nice little section of gravel twisties, gotta be careful kind of a high traffic area. Just after this spot ion the road it has been newly paved. Kinda sucks it was a good fast section with wide sweepers where you could get a good dfift going.
Well I'm home now, in a much better mood. My belly is full and tomorrow will be a better day.