Ray’s greatest fear was to look like a gay biker. He said that all the pictures ever taken of him portrayed him in this light and that wasn’t really his style. He met Chelsea, a nice school teacher, and the two of them together decided to tie the knot at Chapel Dulcinea a little bit south of Austin with a reception at the Iron Cactus North. The day started like many others with a bleary eyed photographer waking earlier than he really wants and then a quick hop and a jump into the car to find the bride having her make-up done, then to the groom getting ready then, to the Chapel and then to the Iron Cactus. It was a very busy day and I think Ray didn’t look like a gay biker.