Michael Speed
Desperate times...
I had literally JUST parked the car at the Bluffs Lodge parking lot when I got out of the car and realized the dome light of the car was on. I pulled the handle and a quick 'oh no!' came out of my mouth. The door did not open! The keys were still in the ignition, my phone was sitting on the seat. I was locked out!
Not to mention, the wind was coooold and HOWLING yesterday.
I kept trying both doors and the hatchback as maybe they would magically unlock themselves, and they did not.
The situation was a little tricky, because the Bluffs Lodge, a closed building, is located at the very end of the parkway miles after the detour, there are no thoroughfares(there is zero traffic here) for many miles, and I had no phone.
I was about to smash one of the back windows, when I realized the little tiny front window. I hit it a few times with my spiked tripod feet, which did nothing. I turned the tripod around and smashed my Giottos tripod head right through no problem!
I then went on to take a photo that wasn't worth any of this whole ordeal.
My first messages to my wife(who was in DC for the weekend) went as follows:
Me: You love me no matter what, right?
Her What did you do
Me: Well, the good thing is I am safe and sound!
After looking at the map, I supposed I could have bushwhacked to a nearby house, but without a map I really didn't know any were there. Oh well, the new window was 67 dollars, it'll be ok:)
Desperate times...
I had literally JUST parked the car at the Bluffs Lodge parking lot when I got out of the car and realized the dome light of the car was on. I pulled the handle and a quick 'oh no!' came out of my mouth. The door did not open! The keys were still in the ignition, my phone was sitting on the seat. I was locked out!
Not to mention, the wind was coooold and HOWLING yesterday.
I kept trying both doors and the hatchback as maybe they would magically unlock themselves, and they did not.
The situation was a little tricky, because the Bluffs Lodge, a closed building, is located at the very end of the parkway miles after the detour, there are no thoroughfares(there is zero traffic here) for many miles, and I had no phone.
I was about to smash one of the back windows, when I realized the little tiny front window. I hit it a few times with my spiked tripod feet, which did nothing. I turned the tripod around and smashed my Giottos tripod head right through no problem!
I then went on to take a photo that wasn't worth any of this whole ordeal.
My first messages to my wife(who was in DC for the weekend) went as follows:
Me: You love me no matter what, right?
Her What did you do
Me: Well, the good thing is I am safe and sound!
After looking at the map, I supposed I could have bushwhacked to a nearby house, but without a map I really didn't know any were there. Oh well, the new window was 67 dollars, it'll be ok:)