One of the relatively close journeys that we went on in the afternoon with some girl’s cyclists and friends was Saragah dam, in northern of the city of Talesh.

We had planned this a few days ago, but unfortunately, some of the girls who had already announced their readiness refused to come on the day of departure.

On the way, I realized a few of our cyclists are out of breath on this road, even though they had pedaled easily on the most difficult routes before, and it seemed that other responsibilities in life had affected their cycling skills.

 When we reached our destination and catch a breath, the Saragah Dam, as always, beautifully vast, relatively full of water, and attractive was in front of us.

We stood by the dam and took some group photos.

But I do not like group photos of people standing in a line and looking at the camera.

I wish people did not prepare themselves in advance when taking photos.

I want my photos to be unexpected and capture the moments.

I like to describe people as they are, not what they want to show, and it is true that many of them, who are by my side, are as beautiful as they are.