I shot this series of photos last January as part of a larger potential book project on weird New England winter sports and sort of forgot about them until this week. They didn’t really jump out at me when I shot them and I left the event feeling too cold to feel good about any of the pictures.
It ended up being one of those events that was so crowded that you couldn’t get back to the front if you left. I tried for a few hours before the event to mosey into a better view further up the mountain, but they had done a pretty good job putting up barriers and I reluctantly settled into an OK view of the start/finish line. I bounced on my feet as much as possible to stay warm during the long periods between races.
I think now that my hands and feet are warm again, I was ready to actually look at these pictures and see if there is anything worthwhile. This winter I’m planning on moving forward with the weird New England winter sports theme for a small book.