Ice Hockey

Three of my  four children play ice hockey.

The fourth child wishes she played ice hockey, but I have yet to find a coach brave enough for a sassy three year old.

Last week was our last game and practice of the season.

One of the coaches graciously allowed me to take pictures a few times on the ice, wearing skates and a helmet of course.

I am not a sports photographer, but I thoroughly enjoyed the learning process behind low light and moving subjects.

And I was only run over once.

Which is pretty good odds, I think. I was actually filming and caught the entire knockout on film, which pretty much consists of me saying over and over again, “The camera is okay!”

Here’s a few shots from the last few weeks:

And Mr. Wright in his coaching glory. He thinks he’s Canadian ya know.

Okay, he might actually be a little bit Canadian.

The kids are sad to see the season end.

As for me, I am thrilled to not have to wash Hockey gear for six whole months.