Rarely do I shoot alone. As I am often in situations where being alone would not be wise. Collapsing floors, deep waters, medical waste, rampant squirrels, mountain paths, falling masonry, naked women, treacherous roads, generally the stuff boys go looking for.
That last one is our Sean, six floors up, in a howling wind over a 100m cliff. It could be worse of course; naked masonry, deep paths, collapsed women, treacherous squirrels... Ed made me say that, honest. Skj.
(Photos of course from Ken and The German.)