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The Rejects

September 13, 2006
13:05 PM

These are the shots which for one reason or another
didn’t make it into the holiday saga.
Some I had down loaded onto Michael’s computer
in Spain when my memory became full in my camera,
and which he kindly transferred onto disc and sent on to me,
others are just downright bad shots, usually where my
hand shook.

When we were going over in the boat I decided the
funnel of the boat looked like a robot with its arms
out wearing glasses.

In our first camp site, in Mayet, on the way down,
by a lake, there was a lovely, lived in and battered
chateau next to us.It just seemed so French.

Sunset through the trees in Mayet.

Another shot of the Lot in Capandec.
These still flowing rivers are just beautiful.

This is an object lesson on why one should wear a helmet
while bicycling.I got my first black eye ever.
I still have a scar on my eyebrow.

Venus, in a life jacket, rises from the Ceze

Last year I read The Stones of Balazuc by historian
John Merriman. This is a sort of micro history of
Europe from the viewpoint of one town.
The village was in the Ardeche, quite near us in
Goudargues so we went to see it.
It was a stunner, built up over the river.

I took this shot of the Alhambra from the Museum
of Archeology in Granada

And this one of the Museum from the Alhambra.

This was the moment when we were buying the
delicious cakes, through a turnstile, from the Poor
Claires in Granada.
Sile nudged me to tell me not to take the shot, that
a nun was approaching, so the camera shook,
thus the blur, and I didn’t have the courage to take
another.

I love this shot of the layers of the Sierra Navada which
I took from the campsite. They seem to go on for ever,
layer after layer of mountains.

This one I took in the vestry of the cathedral in Granada.
Again the old shakey hands blurred the shot.
I still like it though, and it proves we were there.

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