Black Ice

I had my first experience with black ice not in a car, but while riding Tweed. We were walking up a hill when all of a sudden we started sliding back down it. Luckily his clydesdale nature ensures that he doesn't get too fussed about things like that, but it was still frightening to be going foreward and then suddenly going backward.

I like the first photo because of how Sicily looks like he's floating in the frame, because you can't see his legs. I like the second photo because of the angle at which the camera is facing the subject matter and the exclusion of the lower part of the subject matter.