A rather odd idea was bruited about asking people to take pictures of the centerline of a road and a portion of themselves this May Day. This picture does not qualify as I am not in it.
Putting a portion of myself in the shot at 60 miles per hour created a good deal more wobble but this picture would qualify.
I chose to take the pictures this morning on my way home from work, and as the clock shows in the stationary picture below it was around 6:30am on the Overseas Highway around Mile Marker 26.
Summer clouds are forming over the Florida Keys though rain has yet to fall in any measurable quantity but they did preclude the bright orange sunrise that frequently greets me on my way home from a night of dispatching in Key West. 
I chose to take the picture on the top of the Niles Channel Bridge because this is the high point, literally, of my commute in a county that rises no more than 16 feet above sea level, at least without human intervention. Back at ground level on my home island of Ramrod Key I got another shot of people rushing I'm not sure where at this sleepy hour:
There; it's done and so to bed, to sleep perchance to dream. Before turning around tonight and putting another 50 odd miles on the clock of my well worn Triumph Bonneville.The blog responsible for this act of photography may be found here:
http://garysusatour.blogspot.com/2011/04/abcd-will-you-take-part.html
Putting a portion of myself in the shot at 60 miles per hour created a good deal more wobble but this picture would qualify. 
I chose to take the pictures this morning on my way home from work, and as the clock shows in the stationary picture below it was around 6:30am on the Overseas Highway around Mile Marker 26.Summer clouds are forming over the Florida Keys though rain has yet to fall in any measurable quantity but they did preclude the bright orange sunrise that frequently greets me on my way home from a night of dispatching in Key West. I chose to take the picture on the top of the Niles Channel Bridge because this is the high point, literally, of my commute in a county that rises no more than 16 feet above sea level, at least without human intervention. Back at ground level on my home island of Ramrod Key I got another shot of people rushing I'm not sure where at this sleepy hour:
There; it's done and so to bed, to sleep perchance to dream. Before turning around tonight and putting another 50 odd miles on the clock of my well worn Triumph Bonneville.The blog responsible for this act of photography may be found here: http://garysusatour.blogspot.com/2011/04/abcd-will-you-take-part.html
In the end apparently the pictures weren't worth it as he chose to ignore them entirely!
