There I was, on my way home after work when suddenly my photography antenna responded to an unusual sight. About fifty metres in front of me and one lane away was a van carrying some beautiful terracotta pottery for a garden specialist. Yeah, you're thinking, so what? But on the left of the load I could see not one but two horse heads (no, I wasn't getting flashbacks to that famous scene from The Godfather).
Regular readers of this blog would know that I always have my camera with me and in this case it was in front, on the passenger seat. The traffic was fairly light, so I was able to change lanes and tuck myself in behind the van. But just when you want a red light, there never is one, is there?
So I sat patiently behind the van for a couple of kilometres, thinking I might have to follow him all the way to Bairnsdale in country Victoria for the shot. (Yep, I would have done that, too!) Then came not one but two intersections where the lights turned red, allowing me to take three or four quick shots. Like all good horse races, this was really a photo finish!