Practice, Practice, Practice .....

Remember the old joke about a tourist in NYC who asks someone on the street 'How do you get to Carnegie Hall?' And the answer is ......

Well, it's true. I've been stuck inside so much for the past two months because of the cold and lousy weather that I felt like I was getting rusty. But the weather looks to make a turn for the better this weekend. Time to get out on the street and start practicing. Thing is, when I first go out and see nothing and/or get no good shots I start to think that I've lost it and I'll never get it back. But then, I just force myself to keep looking and taking shots. Most of them are just to get the wheels lubricated again. But by the end of the day, like this afternoon, I could feel the juice. Felt good.

I'm going to Israel in a few weeks and I want to be in top form, so I'll just have to force myself to get out and practice with my toys. Poor me, eh? Here's a few practice shots that turned out not too bad.

DON'T TAKE MY PICTURE!

Drinks anyone?

Mountain Man