Rugby Match
Over the weekend, two of our grandsons had games at different ends of the country, so we had the pleasure of taking GS#2 to his match in Embra.
"So where exactly is this place?" we asked.
"Oh, you can see Arthur's Seat from it," replied mum.
Yep, that'll make it a whole lot easier. You can see Arthur's Seat from twenty miles away on a clear day. Let's see the old Google Maps...<clicky> Ah! That should read "you can see nothing but Arthur's Seat from it". So off we go.
The trouble with rugby, from a photographer's point of view, is that everybody wears the same clothes and they all run about a lot, so if you're trying to get a nice picture of your nearest and dearest, you're stuffed. Let's see if there's anything standing still.
Wait...what does this button do? Oh, motion capture. That's clever.
3 comments:
I love watching rugby. So much more entertaining than all the games where the players wear all sorts of pads an a foul is called every three seconds.
Rugby? Long trowsers?
Marie - Exactly! Merkan football is for wusses.
John - Yeah, sorry about that. The shame.
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