I may have found something tougher to shoot than golf.
Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you fencing.
En garde! (*)
The National Fencing Championships are in Portland this weekend. I caught a couple bouts before grabbing lunch with Bruce on Friday.
Limited action. Limited emotion. Limited visibility. (Wouldn’t a true athlete take the face mask off?? I’m just sayin’…)
The only real saving grace are the funky lights at the convention center. But after a few frames, even that gets old.
As in many photo ops, I gravitate towards the kids, who often make for the best moments.
(*) I knew that those 6 years learning French and 1 year abroad in Lyon would finally pay off…