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JosteinPx wrote:
Wow... Tough luck, Tom. It shows that adventure can come when you least expect it.
My day was very long anticipated; at least by my daughter. She's turning 6 tomorrow, but we held the party today. Since summer holidays have already begun in Norway, we felt we had to invite quite a number of kids to make sure that enough would turn up for a proper party. As it turned out, quite a lot of them were home. Over a couple of hectic hours, we entertained 14 kids from age 4 to 7. Counting older kids and adults, all together 24 people. :-)
Now I'm over-ripe for hitting pillow.
Cheers, and good night...
Jostein
----- Original Message ----- From: "graywolf" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
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Sent: Sunday, July 04, 2004 10:33 PM
Subject: Holiday photo adventure in the mountains
I was standing out on the veranda in front of my apartment and noticed a
red and
white airplane tied down in the corner of the airstrip across the streat
with
the mountains in the background. What a neat shot, I thought. I decided to
try
for it. I got out the MX, dropped the 24mm and 100mm in the pockets of my
vest,
and walked across the street. The 50mm was too long and the 24mm too short
to
get the exact shot I wanted. However, I noticed the blue experimental
airplane
that someone around here owns was sitting outside of its hanger.
I have been wanting to take a few photos of that airplane since I first
saw it,
and would like to talk with the owner if he was about. So I walked around
to the
gate and up by the tiny hanger the airplane is kept in. It turned out to
be a
homebuilt Avid Flyer. No one there, but I took a few shots of it.
As I was shooting I noticed the light was getting dimmer and dimmer. Then
it
started to sprinkle. I tucked the MX under the vest and headed for the
flight
office. It started to rain heavily and I ran the last 100 yards. Not used
to
that! It was locked. Damn, what are things coming to when the feel they
have to
lock up the office at a tiny airport like this one? Must be because it is
a
college town. By then the rain had become a real gully washer.
I pulled the collar of the vest up over my head and headed for the
apartments
only an 1/8 mile down the road. It was raining so hard it knocked the
breath
right out of me. By the time I got to the apartment I felt like I was
having a
heart attack, or had run all out a couple of miles (about the same thing
for
me). I do not believe I have ever been out is such a hard rain.
Heavy thunder and a lightning begin just as I got to the apartments. My
clothes
were soaked through, but the camera and lenses only had a few drops on
them (the
vest it seems is water resistant). I wiped them down, and changed clothes.
The
wet stuff is still dripping in the bathtub.
It seems that my beliefs about mountain survival need to be reaccessed. I
have
always known mountain weather can be dangerous, but I would never have
though
that a 1/4 mile walk from the house in sunny weather could have turned so suddenly to nearly a life threatening situation. If I had been much
farther from
the house in my present health. I doubt I would have made it back. It
seems like
I may need to carry my mountain survival kit any time I go farther than
the
trash dumpster on foot.
So that was my 4th of July adventure. What was yours?
-- graywolf http://graywolfphoto.com/graywolf.html
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