Scenes From Braveheart

 

Recently as I stood about a quarter mile from the starting line of my daughter's cross country race, I couldn't help but feel like I was on a battlefield straight out of the movie Braveheart. Using the full extent of my telephoto lens, all I could see was an unending string of warriors standing just over the crest of a distant hill. 

Then there is a puff of smoke followed by the crack of a starting pistol a couple seconds later and the charge is underway. Fortunately for me, the only thing I was shooting was a camera so the army of women passed me buy and continued to chase the poor fellow in the green motorized cart.