As I passed through town this morning heading out onto the county roads...I picked up a following car.
I slowed. He slowed. Sped up
a little (it's pitch dark & this is deer country)...he kept pace.
We passed under a farmer's light and I saw that he was a deputy sheriff.
"OK, but dang....I don't like followers...!"
We cruised along at 32mph*. Courteously, he stayed back not blinding me in my mirrors.
I pulled into a park after spotting "Mars"? off my left.
Time for a photo. Danged if he didn't follow me into the park. (county line - he was turning around)
Nothing embarrasses me any longer when I'm with a camera.I dismounted and took a couple snaps.
"Whatcha doin' ?"
"I'm shooting pix of Mars this week."
"Mars huh..?
I think so.
Stig
* @28.5mph actual
