The High Altar and the Inner Cloister of Notre Dame This is one place they do not like you to use a tripod — inside Notre Dame. I stuffed it down beside my leg inside my overcoat and acted like an invalid, limping in to pray to the pantheon of saints. Once inside, I dropped the rouse and extended the tripod like a transformer and shot away. I got off enough right before they told me to stop in rather polite French.- Trey RatcliffClick here to read the rest of this post at the Stuck in Customs blog.
The Airy Doom of the Duomo The most difficult thing about this shot was hiding my tripod from the security guards.  The second hardest thing was the HDR processing from this shot melting my CPU core.- Trey RatcliffClick here to read the rest of this post at the Stuck in Customs blog.

The High Altar and the Inner Cloister of Notre Dame


This is one place they do not like you to use a tripod — inside Notre Dame. I stuffed it down beside my leg inside my overcoat and acted like an invalid, limping in to pray to the pantheon of saints. Once inside, I dropped the rouse and extended the tripod like a transformer and shot away. I got off enough right before they told me to stop in rather polite French.

- Trey Ratcliff

Click here to read the rest of this post at the Stuck in Customs blog.
Click here to read the rest of this post at the Stuck in Customs blog." href="javascript:openLB(742622576,'',XLarge,'',1024,680);">The High Altar and the Inner Cloister of Notre Dame This is one place they do not like you to use a tripod — inside Notre Dame. I stuffed it down beside my leg inside my overcoat and acted like an invalid, limping in to pray to the pantheon of saints. Once inside, I dropped the rouse and extended the tripod like a transformer and shot away. I got off enough right before they told me to stop in rather polite French.- Trey RatcliffClick here to read the rest of this post at the Stuck in Customs blog.

The High Altar and the Inner Cloister of Notre Dame


This is one place they do not like you to use a tripod — inside Notre Dame. I stuffed it down beside my leg inside my overcoat and acted like an invalid, limping in to pray to the pantheon of saints. Once inside, I dropped the rouse and extended the tripod like a transformer and shot away. I got off enough right before they told me to stop in rather polite French.

- Trey Ratcliff

Click here to read the rest of this post at the Stuck in Customs blog.
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