Our little town has a Soapbox Derby every Labor Day Weekend.
My daughter decided she wanted to try it out this time.
I went out to shoot some photos of her, and got carried away taking about 650 shots.
As I was shooting, I got behind the finish line, and shot most of them from there.
The race organizers were chasing people away from there.
I thanked the guy for letting me stay. He told me that from the gear I had, it looked like I knew what I was doing, (I had my 50D with a 24-105 and my 20D with my 70-200 2.8 and 1.4 extender) and I was staying out of the way.
He also told me that last year there were too many people out there "trying to help" and one woman even broke her tail-bone when she tripped over the axle of a car.
Also, as I was shooting, I was approached by someone who asked if I was out there for anyone (as in a newspaper/magazine, etc.). I told him I was there for my own gratification.
He introduced himself, and gave me his card. He would like to get his editor to look at my photos because he couldn't get a photographer from the magazine out there today.
He was from Drive magazine.
Hey, I might get published.
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Anyway, on to a few of the many photos I'm still culling through.
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One of the few crashed that happened that day.
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Last but not least, my daughter beating out the competition.
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With the sun being behind the drivers, I was using my 580EX for fill flash for the finish line photos.
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