Friday is another day photographing the bikes with Highside Tours. A special occasion; Graham, the Highside MD, is celebrating 40 years on the planet, and many bikers turn up to share the day. Which means I am busy snapping for seven hours and go home with nearly 1,500 photographs, all of which I have promised to process and burn onto disks by this evening. Annoyingly, the wind is howling today after weeks of inactivity and I should be out windsurfing, but a promise is a promise.
Work on them till 0100 and then up at 0700 this morning to continue processing. Take a break and a trip to Tuk Com to buy some more DVD covers. Finish processing the photos and ready to start burning DVDs. Discover there are no blank DVDs left. Swear. Take another trip to Tukcom.
Last time I saw Jimmy the stunt man he was recovering, but still unable to ride. Not only is he now riding again, but has used his downtime to build a new bike and he spent the day day running in the engine, at speeds that would indicate that the engine was being run in rapidly.
Jimmy’s girlfriend Amina was also circulating, more rapidly than some of the men.
Then of course there were all the usual collection of bikes to point my lens at:
No doubt some of my more regular readers are already losing patience with the finer points of bike photography and want me to stop wasting their time and post a photo of the lovely Duan. Oh, alright then. Here she is cleaning up a little mess. I will leave it to your imagination to build a story around that:
And here she is practicing her photographic skills. Maybe she would like some intensive one on one instruction…
And finally, the birthday boy gets as close as he is going to get to a birthday kiss:
But in spite of missing out on the kisses, the birthday boy was in a benevolent mood and, as a frequent photo snapper of bikes, I am presented with a team shirt, embroidered with my given name, Mr. Snappy.
Naturally I am very pleased with my gift and decide I shall wear it to sleep in, until she who must be obeyed prevents me.