So, I was nearly eaten by a bear (or bears) yesterday, but was saved just in the nick of time by two hot female assassins.
Okay, I’m exaggerating juuuussst a little, but you know me.
We had just finished wrapping a shoot and were heading home when I all of a sudden realized I needed AT LEAST 100 more shots before we could truly call it good.
Come on, I saw a really cool curvy part of the road and decided I wanted to stick our dear friend Alex right in the middle of it to see how good she is at dodging traffic.
Honestly, there was actually almost no one else in the whole canyon but Lisa, Alex, and myself, so I thought it would be fairly safe. So we pull over, get ourselves, and six tons of gear unloaded, and I started looking for the best angle on this piece of the road.
Right as I’m about to send Alex about 10 yards up the road in the direction we’d come from, we hear a car tearing it’s way towards us. So, we get ourselves off the road and a few seconds later Speed Racer himself comes flying by.
(Sorry for switching tenses, I’m a crappy writer.)
We waited a second or two and decided it was safe to venture back onto the road when two FEROCIOUS Kodiak Grizzly Bears straight from Hell came charging towards us!!!
Sorry, a little more exaggerating. So, maybe it was more like two little black bears about the size of a large dog. And okay, it was more like they started to cross the road right where I was about to send Alex to stand (and wait for her horribly gruesome death by bear).
They did stop and stare long enough to realize anyone man enough to have two such hot ladies with him was surely a force to be reckoned with, thought better of their plan to eat me, and hightailed it back in to the woods.
While I have never been closer to the jaws of death (LITERALLY!), the dedicated photographer in me (or the idiot) demanded I still get the shot I had traveled so far to get.
So I sent the courageous and beautiful Alex back into the road (in the OTHER direction this time), cast aside all doubts and fears, and threw myself down on the road right where the evil beasts had passed just moments before.
Yes, I knew the risk lying in the road posed, but a true photographer gets his shot even at the risk of being eaten by nine foot tall bears, or squished by cars traveling hundreds of miles an hour.
So, did I get my shot? I’ll let you be the judge of that…tomorrow.
But wait! here's a photo Lisa took of me braving bears and traffic alike: