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195/366: NOAH'S ARC WATER AND THE THUNDERCATS
12 JULY 12
Today my journey into the world of rain photography led to a couple of realizations. Come along with me on my journey of discovery. Shall we?
It was guaranteed rain all day today, at 70%. Yesterday I was kind of mad because it was positively storming all the way into town, but the moment I parked, it let up to a steady drizzle and as I said, everyone was in the tunnels, so the streets were bare. Today, go fig, it's pouring and everyone is out on the streets rushing about. I parked in my usual spot half a click from the dome, made sure I put mad time on my parking decal, and off I went. I was...key word being...was...in good spirits at the start of the trip but no sooner had I started off on the 16 block trek then my bag...my purse actually...containing my camera b/c I didn't want to haul the waterproof backpack around (I know, that totally made sense in my head too) was getting soaked. Like a momma bear to her cubs, I tucked it under my arm as far as I could to protect it, but it still continued to slither down the back. Realization number one: they make camera bags weather proof for days like these and one should probably use the bag they bought for just such occurrences, please and thank you.
The rain was relentless which was in truth, what I wanted, but I started not to like it as much having to walk with it pelting my back because of the slanted winds. I retreated into a local shopping center but even there, I was getting wet. Took a few photos with my PAS camera and tried to get artsy but it was too much of a juggling act to hold my large umbrella, juggle my purse, aim, shoot, worry about the lack of light, the constant rain threatening both my cameras, so I stuffed my PAS into my dry pocket...oh, yeah, by this point, my entire right side was soaked from me favoring my left with my wet purse and my DSLR into my bag.
I went from the center into the parking garage adjacent and noticed that from this vantage point I could see the lovely cathedral next door. Unfortunately for me, the rain was coming in in droves on that side, so I went to the other where I found a good shot for my tilt shift work. I was going to then attempt some street photography next. This was one of my rain goals, but I massively chickened out in this regard. Every time I saw someone interesting running through the rain or smoking billowing from behind some wall as they attempted to key their cigs dry, I wanted to whip out my camera, but for two reasons, the wimpiness and the issue of water everywhere I just didn't do it. Then came the point at which my day took a massive downturn. Crossing the street we have street signs that count you down...you have 10 seconds to cross the street before the light turns green and cars start rambling through. I was on 2 seconds shy of the curb when there was this lake sized puddle. I didn't think ti was that deep until my foot went in about 7 inches as I tried to hop through it with the heel of my right foot. How did I know it was deep...because the guy and girl in front of me, who were figuring out themselves how they planned to cross lake puddle, both screamed out, Oh Hell NO, and my foot went deep sea diving, and then they ran to the next corner. Realization Number 2: I'm about 8 blocks from my car, and there are no changes of clothes in there, so I'm now going to have to walk the rest of the 8 blocks with a wet sock, a wet shoe, a wet purse, an an entire wet right side of my body. Thanks rain. REally, thanks.
Ugh, it was so gross sloshing around in my shoe. It made this sucking sound with each step. I made my way to the bayou again to see the progress of the water and HOLY MOLY! The bayou had definitely begun to jump its banks. I walked down my usual path and then smack, my left foot landed in a puddle of water. In the greatest homage to Thundercats possibly ever, I yelled out: SNARF!!!!! Really...really?!? Now I had two wet gross soggy feet. I took to the ledge to find my way through without stepping in any more water and made it to the underpass. I set my umbrella down and jumped back b/c I saw this awesome grasshopper just hanging out, but as soon as I started taking pictures, the bayou started to flood the area I was standing in. The water became parallel with the walkway and then as I looked up, I saw it licking at my feet, so up the stairs I went to the surface level where I could really see the massive body of water just swallowing everything in its path. Whole trees were floating by and debris from everywhere. One of the funniest things I saw was the ducks. Normally they are about 20 feet down in the water, but since the water was so high, they just paddled right from the water and onto the walkway. REalizaton number 3: this was epic but this was getting dangerous and I had to go now.
I went across the bridge to the other side and noticed some lady filming the whole thing next to her dog. I waled down the curvature to the bottom to see first hand the massive water. I rattled off a few shots and then the water began to overtake the banks again and there I was smack dab in the middle of it as the water began to flow around my feet. I took the before and after photos right before I left.
Just as I left the area just in time, I heard the Irish Jig. The warning alarm that I had about 40 minutes to get back to my car before the meter maids would or could give me a ticket. From this area to the car is about a 30 minute walk, so I took just a few more pictures and then started on my way.
Slosh, slosh, slosh, I hit another puddle. At this point, I was just like F-it. To add insult to injury, my entire backside, but more specifically, my jeans were soaked through and it was reaching critical mass because not having dry underwear is not fun at all. I picked up the pace and began to walk faster which was nearly impossible with my squishy feet. On and on and on I walked...9 blocks....13 blocks...19 blocks...wait, no, what, SNARF!!!! Somehow in my hysteria to get back to the car, I'd missed the turn off street and was now 3 blocks past where I needed to turn off. I was beyond pissed at this point.
Got back to the car finally, and 4 minutes late. Thankfully b/c of the rain, I'm assuming the maids would rather stay inside instead of hassle people. Ugh...everything was wet and I only had paper towels to dry off with. I took off my left shoe and sock and my normally brown foot was a wrinkly pale whitish color. I wanted to take off my right, but I can't drive well in bare feet (and yes, I've done it before).
Got home finally. Discovered my entire purse was dripping wet on the inside as well. I rushed in and sent my camera to the ER with a blow dryer in lower to make sure the electronics were okay, then toweled 'er off, and sent 'er to bed with a warm blanket, then did the same for myself.
I'm over it, for now anyway. Next time I do rain photography, 1...wearing rain gear...as in coat...boots...the works. 2...getting the proper cover for the camera b/c its not worth jacking up your camera...3...having a change of socks and shoes, at least, at the ready in case of sheer rain melt down...and 4...SNARF!!!
195/366: NOAH'S ARC WATER AND THE THUNDERCATS
12 JULY 12
Today my journey into the world of rain photography led to a couple of realizations. Come along with me on my journey of discovery. Shall we?
It was guaranteed rain all day today, at 70%. Yesterday I was kind of mad because it was positively storming all the way into town, but the moment I parked, it let up to a steady drizzle and as I said, everyone was in the tunnels, so the streets were bare. Today, go fig, it's pouring and everyone is out on the streets rushing about. I parked in my usual spot half a click from the dome, made sure I put mad time on my parking decal, and off I went. I was...key word being...was...in good spirits at the start of the trip but no sooner had I started off on the 16 block trek then my bag...my purse actually...containing my camera b/c I didn't want to haul the waterproof backpack around (I know, that totally made sense in my head too) was getting soaked. Like a momma bear to her cubs, I tucked it under my arm as far as I could to protect it, but it still continued to slither down the back. Realization number one: they make camera bags weather proof for days like these and one should probably use the bag they bought for just such occurrences, please and thank you.
The rain was relentless which was in truth, what I wanted, but I started not to like it as much having to walk with it pelting my back because of the slanted winds. I retreated into a local shopping center but even there, I was getting wet. Took a few photos with my PAS camera and tried to get artsy but it was too much of a juggling act to hold my large umbrella, juggle my purse, aim, shoot, worry about the lack of light, the constant rain threatening both my cameras, so I stuffed my PAS into my dry pocket...oh, yeah, by this point, my entire right side was soaked from me favoring my left with my wet purse and my DSLR into my bag.
I went from the center into the parking garage adjacent and noticed that from this vantage point I could see the lovely cathedral next door. Unfortunately for me, the rain was coming in in droves on that side, so I went to the other where I found a good shot for my tilt shift work. I was going to then attempt some street photography next. This was one of my rain goals, but I massively chickened out in this regard. Every time I saw someone interesting running through the rain or smoking billowing from behind some wall as they attempted to key their cigs dry, I wanted to whip out my camera, but for two reasons, the wimpiness and the issue of water everywhere I just didn't do it. Then came the point at which my day took a massive downturn. Crossing the street we have street signs that count you down...you have 10 seconds to cross the street before the light turns green and cars start rambling through. I was on 2 seconds shy of the curb when there was this lake sized puddle. I didn't think ti was that deep until my foot went in about 7 inches as I tried to hop through it with the heel of my right foot. How did I know it was deep...because the guy and girl in front of me, who were figuring out themselves how they planned to cross lake puddle, both screamed out, Oh Hell NO, and my foot went deep sea diving, and then they ran to the next corner. Realization Number 2: I'm about 8 blocks from my car, and there are no changes of clothes in there, so I'm now going to have to walk the rest of the 8 blocks with a wet sock, a wet shoe, a wet purse, an an entire wet right side of my body. Thanks rain. REally, thanks.
Ugh, it was so gross sloshing around in my shoe. It made this sucking sound with each step. I made my way to the bayou again to see the progress of the water and HOLY MOLY! The bayou had definitely begun to jump its banks. I walked down my usual path and then smack, my left foot landed in a puddle of water. In the greatest homage to Thundercats possibly ever, I yelled out: SNARF!!!!! Really...really?!? Now I had two wet gross soggy feet. I took to the ledge to find my way through without stepping in any more water and made it to the underpass. I set my umbrella down and jumped back b/c I saw this awesome grasshopper just hanging out, but as soon as I started taking pictures, the bayou started to flood the area I was standing in. The water became parallel with the walkway and then as I looked up, I saw it licking at my feet, so up the stairs I went to the surface level where I could really see the massive body of water just swallowing everything in its path. Whole trees were floating by and debris from everywhere. One of the funniest things I saw was the ducks. Normally they are about 20 feet down in the water, but since the water was so high, they just paddled right from the water and onto the walkway. REalizaton number 3: this was epic but this was getting dangerous and I had to go now.
I went across the bridge to the other side and noticed some lady filming the whole thing next to her dog. I waled down the curvature to the bottom to see first hand the massive water. I rattled off a few shots and then the water began to overtake the banks again and there I was smack dab in the middle of it as the water began to flow around my feet. I took the before and after photos right before I left.
Just as I left the area just in time, I heard the Irish Jig. The warning alarm that I had about 40 minutes to get back to my car before the meter maids would or could give me a ticket. From this area to the car is about a 30 minute walk, so I took just a few more pictures and then started on my way.
Slosh, slosh, slosh, I hit another puddle. At this point, I was just like F-it. To add insult to injury, my entire backside, but more specifically, my jeans were soaked through and it was reaching critical mass because not having dry underwear is not fun at all. I picked up the pace and began to walk faster which was nearly impossible with my squishy feet. On and on and on I walked...9 blocks....13 blocks...19 blocks...wait, no, what, SNARF!!!! Somehow in my hysteria to get back to the car, I'd missed the turn off street and was now 3 blocks past where I needed to turn off. I was beyond pissed at this point.
Got back to the car finally, and 4 minutes late. Thankfully b/c of the rain, I'm assuming the maids would rather stay inside instead of hassle people. Ugh...everything was wet and I only had paper towels to dry off with. I took off my left shoe and sock and my normally brown foot was a wrinkly pale whitish color. I wanted to take off my right, but I can't drive well in bare feet (and yes, I've done it before).
Got home finally. Discovered my entire purse was dripping wet on the inside as well. I rushed in and sent my camera to the ER with a blow dryer in lower to make sure the electronics were okay, then toweled 'er off, and sent 'er to bed with a warm blanket, then did the same for myself.
I'm over it, for now anyway. Next time I do rain photography, 1...wearing rain gear...as in coat...boots...the works. 2...getting the proper cover for the camera b/c its not worth jacking up your camera...3...having a change of socks and shoes, at least, at the ready in case of sheer rain melt down...and 4...SNARF!!!