Hmmm, maybe I should just keep quiet about how many were actually mine :-)
And here I thought I had left so much behind - good thing we did not
shoot a collection of lenses :-P
No I do not own a camera store,
César
Panama City, Florida
Don Sanderson wrote:
That's a great saga Bill.
After that and the pic I'm even sadder not to have made it
this year, looking forward to next year though. ;-)
What's almost scary is how many of those cameras I
can put an owner to, just by the model and glass.
(And of course the leather.)
Looking forward to part two, and three, and four.......
Don
-----Original Message-----
From: William Robb [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED]
Sent: Wednesday, June 08, 2005 6:07 PM
To: Pentax Discuss
Subject: GFM Report Pt. 1
I always seem to have trouble with security people.
I don't know why.
I went through security in Regina, which involved being wanded and then
frisked. I figured that was it.
In Minneapolis, I wandered right past the checkpoint.
For a moment, I thought the guy was actually going to unholster
his firearm.
After they let me get dressed again, I was on my way.
TSA people are paid extra to have absolutely no sense of humour.
Arrived at Charlotte and picked up my car. I had originally rented a
compact, and I was afraid that was what they would give me. When the offer
was made that for a mere 10 dollars extra, I could have a full size, I
jumped at the chance.
When she found out I was heading for the hills, she upgraded me to a sport
utility at the same price, on the premise it would be good to
have the extra
power in the mountains.
In Canada, we drive 100 on the highway.
Piece of crap vehicle they gave me would barely go that fast.
I figured it out before I got a ticket.
By the time I got to Linville, I hadn't had anything to eat since
breakfast,
so I stopped at a gas station and bought a slice of pizza.
Were it not for extreme hunger, I would have been insulted that
it was sold
as food.
Half an hour later, Crabby Bill arrived at the mountain.
The welcome was warm, the beer was cold.
The rain was falling.
Ann probably saved Frank's life by making me a sandwich.....
After some excellent conversation, sleep was attempted.
New bed and excitement about the weekend made for a somewhat sleepless
night.
"That's not how it is, Dave"
And then it was morning.
And still the rain fell.
Some of us ended up at the visitor center's restaurant for breakfast.
There is a wall in the visitor centre where past GFM contest winners
photographs are displayed.
The Charles Braswell Gallery Wall, I believe.
Anyway, I saw that and decided that probably I should just go back to the
campground and drink beer for the rest of the weekend.
And still the rain fell.
At some point, Graywolf showed up with some excellent lager, and we did a
small product set up on the picnic table.
Here then is the official 2005 PDML/GFM Film is Dead photograph.
Shot on digital, of course.
http://users.accesscomm.ca/wrobb/gfm/group_shot.jpg
More to come.........
William Robb
