Last year during the W.N.B.R. we found it a real hoot, to photograph people who were photographing the naked cyclists. This gent was having a blast silently waiting and every time some nude women crossed the street he was taking dozens of pics. He was smiling really big until his lens found Olive smiling back and growing larger as she was approaching while taking just as many pics of him. Needles to say, he got real huffy. Leaving Olive to say "What? are we acting in a manner that is contrary to the spirit of what you have going on? Wow better write your congressman and tell him of your privacy invasion". I hate when people treat our town like a fishing pier. Just because you "can" do something, doesn't mean they "should". Sitting in a car, exploiting a bike protest-fest is all kinds of messed up.
We got lots of photographs of photographers, one lady yelled "Please disrobe clowns, I came all this way". We yelled back "Sorry lady, we have diarrhea" the crowd around her erupted with laughter as did she with her cute defeated smile and ginormous camera. I'm looking forward to some more photographer photo safari this
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