I’m rushing to write a quick post.
I’ve been at the local beaches with Fred nonstop.
I can’t seem to stop taking photos!
Fred is having a ball.
Last night he learned how fun it can be to dig in extra-soft sand.
(I let him dig, and dig, because I was taking FOREVER. He might as well have a little fun!)
I was working on more long exposures, plus some “regular” photos too.
Here’s one shot from one of the Laguna beaches last night:
A glimpse of sunset through the clouds!
I’ll probably post it on social media later today.
I got an email from one reader concerned about risks I might be taking while out shooting.
I think it’s worth clarifying my thoughts on this topic publicly.
First of all, I try to be VERY safety-oriented when I’m shooting.
I carry pepper spray with me always unless I’ve flown somewhere.
(No pepper spray allowed on planes!)
I try to keep an eye on my surroundings.
I admit, I do get very absorbed on making photos while I’m working.
I get lost in a zone.
I become very intent on getting my camera to see the vision my brain sees.
I could do a better job with being aware of my surroundings, but Fred makes sure no one approaches me without me being aware.
I definitely feel safer with Fred around.
When a beach evacuation is called, for whatever reason, I leave when the lifeguards leave.
(Or sooner, if they want me to.)
I don’t chase lightning, but I will shoot it from a safe distance.
I’m a 5th generation Californian … I have the utmost respect for the ocean.
I probably “know” the ocean better than most people, but I never take the power of it for granted.
Could I have an accident while shooting?
Sure I could.
Do I push my limits?
Yes, sometimes … but, not often.
I know what I can and can’t do.
I know there are sometimes rogue waves and they’re completely unpredictable.
Will I shoot in the rain?
Will I shoot when the ocean is crazy-angry?
Would I suggest anyone do what I do?
If you haven’t spent your life “knowing” the sea, you absolutely should NOT do what I do.
And, even if you have, you’re probably better off not doing what I do.
(Who needs all that sand and mess, anyway?!!)
I do think odd things once I’m headed home from a night of shooting, though.
For instance, as I drove home last night I thought,
“If I ever win the lottery, I’ll pay someone to clean all the sand off my gear.”
(I hate cleaning my gear … and guess what I’ll be doing for hours today?)
The next thought I had was,
“Well, if I win the lottery I could also pay Paul Newman lots of money to take care of my arm every single time I shoot.”
(Can you tell my arm really hurts?)
Am I the only person who has the,
“If I win the lottery ….” type thoughts?
I don’t even PLAY the lottery!