So far, nothing at the Olympics has been as I suspected. But everything is as expected at Track and Field, or Athletics as they are calling it. I was hoping we’d get tickets to something in this category because 1) it would be held at the Bird’s Nest and 2) I figured it would be the only sport where, even if I wasn’t close, I’d be able to tell who was winning. Check and check. The venue is huge and most of the races and events took place at least a hundred yards from our seats. But it was easy to tell what was happening. The guy or gal in front was winning. And the guy in front was most likely a Kenyan. Or sometimes a Jamaican. (The Jamaicans are getting special mention because, both men and women, they brought the most style to the event. We’re talking great Dreads and lots of bling.)
In any case, there was so much going on at once, at least 6 events would be on at anyone time, that I started playing around with my camera, playing with shutter speed, aperture and ISO to see how I could best freeze action as the light continued to fade. I learned tons. So where are the pictures? I also learned that if Security scans your card with one of those paddle things, it wipes it clean. Luckily the one tucked away in my bag survived. Security has been very nice and super-efficient. I’m just not sure why this young man wanted to do a complete security check as I LEFT the stadium:
There you have it, no insight, no new information, but you can find all my Track and Field pix, at least the ones that survived, here.