Visiting with my husband's dad headed through from out of state, we all went bowling. Besides the dibilitating injury to my wrist which prevents me from bowling like I once did, I was further buried under the score of my husband, though a little heckling (he claims he didn't hear) threw him off, once. I don't know, what else should you expect from a fan of The Dude?
Taking these shots were fun. I had to adjust for a lot of apron in the foreground, and this one came out well. There really isn't a better way to take shots of bowling than long shots. I set my mini tripod on the apron and clicked at the end of the approach, just after release. Without the flash nothing came out, so we get to see all the dust on the apron, but hey, the ball's in the air, and after it fell, curved to hit the head pin right in the 1-3 pocket. Notice the red light reflected from the end of the lanes; I'm loving the laws of light physics. One light, first ball, truly a strike shot.
January 19, 2009
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