| CBRW 302 - CBRW 651 - CBRW 652... dammit, dammit, dammit... after running a quarter mile or more, I managed to make it back to one hill away from where I wanted to be for this group dropping out of the hills and crossing the trestle - one hill _away_ from where Id staked out for almost an hour-and-a-half through shifting light levels and wonder - before wandering off thinkilg Id come up empty again. And luck would have it, theyre running a couple minutes early. Halfway have to wonder if all that was on purpose to see if the out-of-shape fart wjth the camera would have a coronary after running in an attempt to at least salvage _some_ sort of shot from the afternoon. Although I have to admit, I was laughing pretty hard at my stupidity and lack-of-luck - but at least there were trains. Guess any day with trains is a good day.C |