Yesterday, while taking an hour's break for a quick hike at Mount Bonnell, amidst the pre-wedding photography at the terrace, while I took these pictures, I spotted a man driving a little remote controlled car, the kind that is designed to fly over rocks and not break or even stumble. The car was on the verge of a very large rock; it tried climbing up just a al little bit, but then slid back down, many times. The man didn't lose his focus though, among the clicking cameras and giggling blonde in a wedding dress.
I appreciate your persistence, I told him as the car slid down again and as his dog began to run in circles.
Oh, he said, mildly startled, it's a hobby I just started.
You're getting there, I said.
Well, he grinned, I'm glad I could entertain you.