One of the things you get from growing up in a tough neighbourhood is a sixth sense for something that looks out of place.
This bloke fits the bill perfectly.
We were out walking today. A magnificent early Spring day when I see this bloke with a camera and a long lens. Nothing unusual there until you realise that he is taking pictures in a spot where there isn’t much to see. We live in a particularly beautiful part of the word where there are HEAPS of cool things to photograph. I got my iPhone out to get a shot of this bloke partly because I like shots of photographers and partly because I’m suspicious of him. He has obviously taken a few shots in his life because he is very comfortable with his camera [hands up all the people who are comfortable with their digital camera? cannot see a lot of hands]. At one stage he is standing in the centre of moving traffic trying to get a shot of [what?]
He’s too quick for me and zips through traffic and walks past us. I rest the camera on a wall to get a shot of him heading the other way just as he turns around to scope me out! My body language must have given me away.