This is the story of how I was reminded that Milwaukee is flat.

Brian lets me know there’s a great sunset. The byproduct of a passing storm. What should have been a five minute excursion turned into a half hour race against the clock, of which I failed miserably.

It speaks to my inability to plan ahead. It also tells me that I’m starting to get frustrated. Photography can occasionally be nerve racking, but rarely angering. I was definitely angry last night. It ended up being a moot point because of how much fun I had afterwards.

This was shot from the only clearing I could find. It’s a shame because there were some great opportunities last night.