Kabra Mud Races 17th July 2010

Come take some photos at the mud races they said, well Ok! that sounds like a fun way to spend a Saturday, Got a little excited about it through the week worked myself in to a tail spin, did a bit of research to find out what was required from a mud racing photographer, you know the stuff, the do's and don'ts, "don't go on the track, don't get it the way, and please don't get run over there is to much paper work to fill out if you do," yep I have heard it all before, Like I really would like to be hit by a motor vehicle hurtling towards me at a racing speed. So Saturday morning arrived through the gear in the car and of to Kabra I headed, found the boss lady who gave me the run down, "don't go on the track" yeah yeah I got that bit, then to my great surprise she said " but you can go out there in that box right out there in the middle of the race if you like" my little eyes light up, COOL!!! I am so there. So off I toddled, standing in my little box RIGHT in the middle of the action, this dude walks up to me and says "haven't been here before hey!", with my, I am really I can't believe I got this spot look on my face, "ARR No!" "Hope your good at ducking" he reckons, whatever is going through my brain, look at where I am standing this is a photographers dream spot. So the day started, the first lot of cars came out, thought in head now was "SHIT" I did learn real quick to duck, got covered in mud from head to toe camera gear took two days to clean, But Oh! the photos, worth it, you bet.





What a day, I did look like a pig in a stye by the end of the day, this was not normal mud, this was black thick stick to everything mud, like I am not your normal "Oh I just broke a nail" kind of girl.