Here's one from the "You'd just have to take my word for it" file. I rode over to the private airport this afternoon to get a picture. There were signs all over the place announcing the owners' reluctance to have me riding around unchaperoned. In light of the complete lack of common sense associated with anything airplane that has swept our nation in recent years, I decided that blowing through the gate to photograph someone's private plane while dressed in black leather might be counterproductive.
None of the planes were visible from the main road, so I went home. I was changing the oil in our bikes, when a plane took off from the airport, which is roughly aligned with my property. The camera was still in my bag on the bike, so I grabbed it, getting oil all over the darn thing, laid down to try to get a little motorcycle in the shot, and pulled the trigger. If you look real hard, you can see the plane just to the right of the mirror.
It's hardly a winning shot, but after all that work, I had to tell someone about it.
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