Fantastic action shot. I'm a bit worried about that guy on the left. His gun doesn't look too secure in the holster with the belt unhinged. Maybe that's why the other man has such a smirk on his face.
Great image "It don't look like much, that's a fact," said Dick ruefully.... "But it's the best we could do. ...Take 'em, Old Man, and put 'em in his stocking, and tell him-tell him, you know-hold me, Old Man-" The Old Man caught at his sinking figure. "Tell him," said Dick, with a weak little laugh-"tell him Sandy Claus has come." And even so, bedraggled, ragged, unshaven and unshorn, with one arm hanging help lessly at his side, Santa Claus came to Simpson's Bar and fell fainting on the first threshold. The Christmas dawn came slowly after, touching the remoter peaks with the rosy warmth of ineffable love. And it looked so tenderly on Simpson's Bar that the whole mountain, as if caught in a generous action, blushed to the skies.(Regards).^.
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This is classic! Like a movie, love the depth and character movement. Just amazing!
Timeless photo! An excellent shot.
Looks like there's a gonna be a shoot out. What a fun shot. I love the gunman's smirky smile.
lol, right out of "the good, the bad and the ugly"....really good one..
This is a really good composition to emphasize the gunman on the right. Great capture.
Fantastic action shot. I'm a bit worried about that guy on the left. His gun doesn't look too secure in the holster with the belt unhinged. Maybe that's why the other man has such a smirk on his face.
Uh-oh, seem like High Noon happening soon. ;-)
Really impressive depth of field here. I love these old gunfighters.
Good exposure and B&W.
Nice. Brought back memories of Client Eastwood westerns. My fav still being The Good, The Bad and The Ugly.
The scene seems to be at OK Corral!
"There ain't room enough in this town for the both of us, Mister!"
Great shot!
Cool shot
Great image
"It don't look like much, that's a fact," said Dick ruefully.... "But it's the best we could do. ...Take 'em, Old Man, and put 'em in his stocking, and tell him-tell him, you know-hold me, Old Man-" The Old Man caught at his sinking figure. "Tell him," said Dick, with a weak little laugh-"tell him Sandy Claus has come." And even so, bedraggled, ragged, unshaven and unshorn, with one arm hanging help lessly at his side, Santa Claus came to Simpson's Bar and fell fainting on the first threshold. The Christmas dawn came slowly after, touching the remoter peaks with the rosy warmth of ineffable love. And it looked so tenderly on Simpson's Bar that the whole mountain, as if caught in a generous action, blushed to the skies.(Regards).^.
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