Monday, 22nd It is blustery and raining as I join the gate queue at a gloomy 5.30am. The Satara faithful are undeterred by the weather and a long stream of car lights pass through the gates. But photography is my…
Monday, 22nd It is blustery and raining as I join the gate queue at a gloomy 5.30am. The Satara faithful are undeterred by the weather and a long stream of car lights pass through the gates. But photography is my…