So I finally get a photo shoot arranged and to make sure the scene I have chosen is perfect I make the trek up to it for a reccy shot in the same lighting conditions, the night before. Bare in mind that for the previous week and a half the weather has been flawless, I was expecting nothing less then epic results.
After about 9 or 10 days of beautiful sunshine, the time for my shoot draws near and sure enough the heavens open with hale stones. So from roughly 75 odd degrees to straight down icey-apocalypse, at possibly the worst time conceivable. I obviously Sin to much.
Alas here is the best of my reccy shots. It was suitably idyllic and the sole reason why I love Kent.
