The “Masters” race, for those 45 and older. Yeah, they may have had a little gray, and some thickening around the middle, but holy cow. Awesome!
Oh yes, I’m rather proud of myself about this one.
And, I just found out: the Vivid Dancer Damselfly is Nevada’s state insect.
Photos from the first men’s race. I have to note that while they called this the “men’s” race, I saw a number of women competing as well. There were several “men’s” races, not any “women’s” races, so I think they just bunched them all together and awarded trophies accordingly? I dunno.
Needless to say, it was a great opportunity to practice panning!
How is it possible that they can chat while going so fast?
Cheering the riders on!
I’m slowly filling the gallery, so if you’d like to see more and/or follow my progress, here is the link.
I’ll be posting a lot of my shots from Sunday’s Tour de Nez over the next few days.
The handcycle race was the first race of the day (after the 5k run) and it was great fun, and inspiring. These guys can fly!
These are just a few. When the gallery is complete, I’ll provide the link.
More photos tomorrow!
We are selling our house, so I’m trying to keep everything ship-shape, just in case a potential buyer wants to see the house during the day. This means making sure the tub area is completely wiped down and no drips are falling from the faucet.
For Maya, this means no more catching the drips as they fall from the faucet or lapping the water that puddles in the bottom of the tub.
That doesn’t stop her from hoping though.
“What happened to my personal drinking fountain?”
“Maybe if I just stare at it some . . . ”
“You’re getting drippy, veeerrry drippy . . .”
“Maybe it just needs a little coaxing . . .”
“I know you’re in there! Drip, darn it!”
Maya’s shenanigans makes me feel like a terrible cat-mom.