I’ve always loved playing with shadows. Some of my favourites are the long ones which appear on a sunny day late in the evening. They nearly always tell a story.
I remember my very favourite hangliding days were those hot summer days in the north east. Packing up in a paddock somewhere after a long flight, checking out my shadows and that of my hanglider sitting at the edge of a field; the shadows stretching across nearly an acre.
Usually – when they occur – I’m having a good time.I guess that’s why I always take photos of them.
The one on the bike above signified the end of a bloody brilliant Hoot of a Commute today. Into work and home again on my virtually new Giant Anthem thanks to Cycle Works Box Hill. So good! (70km and 3.75hrs on Yarra Trails – this link to the route home)
It was one of the most enjoyable rides I’ve had in a long while and the new bike performed at it’s best (nice job Todd).