#91 A Bike and A Camera

I love taking pictures – and I love riding bikes. Why not do both? As I woke up this morning, the sun was shining and the temperatur was around 20 degrees Celsius. Perfect bike weather. I took my new Fujifilm X100V in a strap, so I could have it easily accesable as I stopped. And off I went.

I found some nice roads nearby and just drove on. Here and there I had to stop and take a picture. The roads were almost empty in the early morning, so I was all by myself. Here and there I saw some animals moving around. Well not the cows. They seemed to relax in the sun. And definetly not the fox, that had been hit by a car and lay dead on the side of the road. Sad.

After an hour I stopped for a cup of coffee and a croissant. Took some pictures in an old industrial area, and soon I was on my way again.

This was one of those days, when I could just drive and drive and never stop. The Swedish landscape is so beautiful i the summer and the X100V captures it with grace. Suddenly I saw a car in the rear mirror, just as I started rolling after taking a picture. It was a beautiful old car and it had this rounded old caravan behind it. I just had to shoot it – but how. It was behind me…

Luckily my bike was a little faster, and after a couple of hundred meters I pulled over and fired up the X100V again. After a few seconds the car drove by, and I got a nice picture as it passed.

As I came close to home, I didn´t feel like stopping – so I just passed our street and continued on for a while. But all things has to have an end – and finally I pulled up on the driveway and put the bike in the garage. Until next time…

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