The Flats is an area of contrasts. Sunday mornings when Peter and I usually shoot it is deserted, no people in sight. There is always an undercurrent of business. The ships come and go. There is a warehouse district. Huge tank trucks rumble down the potholed streets. There is a remarkable amount of protection. When you realize how often Police cars pass, you realize why it is best to photograph in pairs, especially if one of you will be under a dark cloth. Protection has a silver lining. One day I passed the fire station just as they started to test the fireboat tug. It took a little fast exploring to find a shooting point, but here is another aspect of the Flats.