All week I've been envisioning the dream shot of a crop duster pulling sharply up at the edge of a field. Unfortunately since I don't know a crop duster, I was relying on my ears, jumping in the truck, spotting the plane doing its acrobatics...but I could never get there from here.
Tonight while we were sitting on the deck waiting for the charcoal, the crop duster began swooping over a field just over the treeline behind us.
I ran for the camera & the truck keys. Unfortunately the camera battery was in the charger and by the time I got it in the camera, the opportunity was almost gone.
I have two batteries. Why didn't I put the charged one in when I took the other out? Yet another lesson. Like a Boy Scout, always be prepared!
So my crop duster shot falls far short of what's in my head. But tomorrow's another day...