Last Sunday I planned to shoot the pros as they circled the Champs Elysees but after a brief scout decided there was no easy way to get a good sight line down the fast side with the barriers pushed back at least 6 feet from the course. Accreditation seemed unlikely even if I could figure out where the media center was, so I decided to dump my gear at the hotel and forget about the race. Later as Juli and I walked around we discovered the team celebrations on the Champs were still underway, and all I had with me was the Canon G9. I tried to shoot a couple of images of AC and Astana but laughed at the results because of the glacial shutter lag.
That was amusing but when Frank and Andy Schleck both stopped two feet in front of me to embrace and greet friends, I really was caught with my pants down. I managed one passable portrait and resolved never to walk around with a toy camera again on a trip where I had my real gear with me (my shoulder be damned). One of these days the camera makers are going to give us something portable with the shooting performance of a DSLR.