low flying haircraft

I did infact manage to get to see a little of the cycling this morning. Ten ay em, sitting on my bike on western beach road — normally a rather busy road but today completely deserted. I was looking down at my camera and before I knew it half of the pelaton had quietly zoomed by. It was like a J.G. Ballard story meets a story with a bunch of women cyclists in it.
Each lap was taking 25mins or so and eventually some other people came to watch. If you’re a guerilla film maker and needed some shots of empty streets but had no hope of getting the permits then you missed a golden opportunity.

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