Stephen Shearman
November 11th, 2003, 06:48 AM
It can happen to the best of us. I was filming for the Discovery Channel last year: on my own with a PD150. I was doing the scouting research at Mount Rushmore.
I had been there for a couple of days and done all the filming I really needed to but had not pursuaded the ranger to allow me up to the actual heads. There was lots of flannel about not spoiling visitors pictures and about the dangers of climbing loose rocks etc... anyway I eventually managed to persuade him to take me up - right on the last day before I was due to fly to Washington DC and then back to London.
I was absolutely thrilled and we arranged to meet at 5am (before most vistors were up) and set off to climb the 800 odd feet to the venerable heads. I had my camera and film and everything was fine. Eventually we found ourselves on top of Washington's head with nothing but one of Borglum's rusty winches in front of us, the South Dakotan Black Hills stretching away beneath. I whipped out my trusty PD150 and started her up - about 3 seconds later the camera powered down... dead battery! No problem I thought I've got the spare... but no! It was in the pocket of my raincoat.... in the car...
Absolutley gutted and not wanting to seem like the total fool I was - I carried on - pretending to film for the sake of the ranger... I had to prefusly thank him - although I knew it had been a huge waste of time!
On getting back to the office... we all watched precisely two seconds of Washington's superbly controured nose before the picture dissappeared!
My advice? Always make sure you have everything before setting off!
Can anyone top this idiocy? Or am I the only one?
I had been there for a couple of days and done all the filming I really needed to but had not pursuaded the ranger to allow me up to the actual heads. There was lots of flannel about not spoiling visitors pictures and about the dangers of climbing loose rocks etc... anyway I eventually managed to persuade him to take me up - right on the last day before I was due to fly to Washington DC and then back to London.
I was absolutely thrilled and we arranged to meet at 5am (before most vistors were up) and set off to climb the 800 odd feet to the venerable heads. I had my camera and film and everything was fine. Eventually we found ourselves on top of Washington's head with nothing but one of Borglum's rusty winches in front of us, the South Dakotan Black Hills stretching away beneath. I whipped out my trusty PD150 and started her up - about 3 seconds later the camera powered down... dead battery! No problem I thought I've got the spare... but no! It was in the pocket of my raincoat.... in the car...
Absolutley gutted and not wanting to seem like the total fool I was - I carried on - pretending to film for the sake of the ranger... I had to prefusly thank him - although I knew it had been a huge waste of time!
On getting back to the office... we all watched precisely two seconds of Washington's superbly controured nose before the picture dissappeared!
My advice? Always make sure you have everything before setting off!
Can anyone top this idiocy? Or am I the only one?