Being tasked to shoot Kiwi riders in the peloton is no mean feat....
Like the flightless bird, they are incredibly difficult to spot—especially in a field of over 170 riders, and even more so when approaching at 45-plus kmh. To increase my chances of catching a glimpse, I head for the hills, where the speed is more sensible and the group is often split, making it a lot easier to spot my intended target. Even with the odds stacked in my favour, the best laid plans can still go wrong: the odd over-enthusiastic fan waves his flag in front of the lens at just the wrong point, or another rider unintentionally blocks what could be the perfect shot of my chosen subject.
Words & Images: Chris Auld
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