Cones and Crash
By: gustavHoiland
Category: bike polo
| Aperture: | f/4 |
|---|---|
| Focal Length: | 17mm |
| ISO: | 800 |
| Shutter: | 1/250 sec |
| Camera: | Canon EOS 7D |
I can’t shoot from the rail anymore, the spectator zone so to speak. Over the years I’ve exhausted that angle, everything new I create there looks the same. So now I trod around, dodging wheeled demons as they blaze by, tires all aflame and ok ok ok, that’s not quite true. I just jump on the cones when they’re near.
Half the time they’re not even there anyhow. They’re off in some faraway land, prancing around, colliding in spectacular manners that cause limbs to flail at all angles. Crunches of human flesh, the bending of bones that never quite snap.
I’m left alone with the cones, the persistent puddles that won’t evaporate in the Boston mugginess. The antiqued paint that will stick around ’til the asphalt’s more cracked up than death valley’s dirt.
Polo alone.
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