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I wish the power lines weren't there, but they are, so that's how it is! Just across from the closest Dollar General Store that is closest to us!
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A small yellow fishing boat tied to the dock in Vernazza, Cinque Terre, Italy.
There are no rules and regulations for perfect composition. If there were we would be able to put all the information into a computer and would come out with a masterpiece. We know that's impossible. You have to compose by the seat of your pants.
-Arnold Newman-
And this saying held true for this shot. I had mere minutes to compose and shoot as many shots possible as this light was changing so quickly. 10, 15 minutes maximum and the sun was up, the colours gone.
Do it justice, view it on black
Often overlooked by photographers are the handful of semaphores left between Cerrillos and Lamy, NM, mostly because they aren't easily accessible. These are some of the older signal installations on the former Santa Fe, with the eastbound and westbound signals staggered approximately a quarter mile apart. Here, the westbound Chief screams by the 8472 semaphore out in the middle of nowhere, NM.
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I told my wife at about 2pm in the afternoon that we’re going to have a great sunset tonight based on the clouds. At 5pm I got my gear and just started driving, in hunt for something interesting to accompany the sunset.
I have a problem with authority. Well, it’s not all authority, it’s the authority of those who 1. have little but think they have a lot, and 2. have it and abuse it. Obtaining this photo I ran into someone with #3. someone who didn’t appear to have any authority, but layed it on pretty thick.
Just down the road is Pt. Mugu Naval Air Weapons Station. A Navy base. Via public road, they have this display of retired Naval military air power, F-14 Tomcat, F-4, some missles, etc. (photo courtesy of driko. So you can just drive up here from the highway, park in the parking spaces provided and look at these jets and weapons.
You better not try to photograph them..
Literally within SECONDS of me pulling out my tripod, a dark brown piece-of-crap car, all beat up and making faulty noises pulls up diagonal right next to me. I think nothing of it as the mid-20s Hispanic man wearing a white undershirt and some baggy jeans gets out. I’m still getting my camera ready on my tripod.
Whats you doin bro??
Just shooting these jets at sunset.
Can’t do that
Why not, I accessed this point via public property and those guys over there were just photographing them too. There’s no signs anywhere that says you can’t take pictures
You’re on govt. property can’t shoot the flight line
And just who the hell are you? (now I’m getting pissed – random dude telling me I can’t take pictures)
I work on base and you’re on govt. property and you’re not allowed to shoot them
Do you have any military ID on you or a badge or something?
I don’t have to show you any ID
Then you’re not going to stop me taking pictures. I have about 10 minutes of sunset left.
So, I walk around him and start clicking off exposures. He jumps on his cell phone and starts talking:
White male, beanie cap, mid 20s (which I should have thanked him for), driving a silver Honda accord, California plate “XTRAMED” (I wish), being very hostile, etc
So he’s calling someone on me. That’s fine. I’m not going to lose this sunset. There really wasn’t much else to shoot here, so I start putting my gear back in my trunk.
Where you going bro? How come you getting out of here so fast?
I only have about 10 more minutes of this good light left and then the sunset is over. I’m hoping to find a barn or abandoned tractor or something around here.
Well I just called the MPs (military police) and they’re going to be here in a couple minutes
That’s fine, I’ll be shooting something else by then.
At this point, he’s standing directly behind my car as I start it. I notice he’s not moving, so I get out, this time, a bit more pissed.
You going to run me over bro?
If you don’t move, I’ll move you. (now feeling what it’s like to have both German & Irish blood in me)
I don’t have to move, I can stand wherever I want bro, it’s a free country
I also have a problem with anger management
This is where I was just about to formulate my next statement which would in an ideal world would have been something thought-out, creative and recited with a 1960s Clint Eastwood voice, “You’re about to see what my knuckles taste like, punk!”, but I wasn’t given the chance as the base Military Police showed up.
So the police shows up and he narks on me that I was being uncooperative and still took the photos, etc. And I told him yes, I entered this spot via public road and took these photos that several people have photographed over the years. The officer describes to me that technically I’m on govt property and photographing these planes in this direction is also photographing the base’s air strip (flight line) and the base commanding officer does not allow it. I told him that there were no signs that said this and unless otherwise stated, I can take photos anywhere I want via public property (which was about 10ft behind me). He understood and was calm about it. I even showed him my photos and he said I could keep them since I wasn’t using a 400mm lens to try and photograph some top secret stuff. But that other dude got away without me getting his information.
I’m generally a nice guy. I’m 99% happy most of the time. But don’t piss me off, cause I will go Chuck Norris on you.