The river than ran through Lyon at midnight
I walked around Lyon at midnight with a Russian friend. We were so busy at the conference most of the time that the first chance we had to shoot together was when the streets were almost empty and the river was black.
He saw me walking with my camera attached to my tripod and the strap hanging down. He winced, saying he saw one of his friend’s cameras just drop off the head and crash to the ground. He forced me to wrap the strap around the tripod just in case… and I still do that to this day, thinking about is disapproving Russian scowl. I don’t need to see that it my mind’s eye…
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This shot is fantastic. I love the way the light reflects off of the church steeple
thanks!
Hey,
i’m from Lyon and think this picture is just amazing. Is there any chance you could email me the pic in high def?
Sure – just click through to the flickr site – hi res is there
Boom,
I can see why the Camster loves it.
Dad