Some people get a kick out of flying kites at the beach. After 5:00PM, there’s plenty of space, it’s still beautifully light, and the shore winds are pretty good.
(Did I know the family whose kites I was photographing? No.
Did I introduce myself to the family whose kites I was photographing? No.
Did I do ANYTHING except stand in the middle of their fun and aim my camera upwards? No.
Is this rude and sketchy? Yes.
On the plus side, I didn’t make any motion to conceal the fact that I was taking photos of the kites, which is a step for me.
Baby steps, baby steps…)