It's been a few years since I've gone to the Buckwheat Festival in Kingwood, West Virginia. The festival is in the last weekend in September, and it's either cold, wet and drizzly, or muddy as hell following a period of cold, wet and drizzly. This year was a rare exception.
I lugged my camera around with me in hopes of shooting something interesting. Most of the time, however, I kept it slung. To quote a Warren Zevon song, "It ain't that pretty at all."
Here's a shot to show how nice the day was:
Towards evening, I tried to get a motion shot of the Ferris wheel. This was taken from the back side, near the street. I sat on a bench and steadied the camera on my knees. It's a one-second exposure, cropped to leave out the back sides of some facades.