Nancy stayed in Maine with her family for a few
days after Christmas, but I hit the road early to get home to NH and twiddle my
thumbs. It was now the evening she was coming home, but it was also a
relatively warm night. So I decided to drop into Portsmouth for another Night
On The Town (photographically speaking). I thought I had better get my last
night pictures of the Memorial Bridge before they closed it to foot traffic,
permanently. (It's being torn down, doncha know!) Then came a thought of
brilliance, "Maybe it would be a good time to toddle up to Nubble Light in Cape
Neddick, Maine." I got there, got out of my car with camera in hand, and
realized I didn't have my tripod camera attachment.
Okay, home was only 40 minutes away, give or take
6.5 minutes, so I thought this might be my last chance to catch the Nubble
holiday lights. After the round trip, and two cups of coffee, I arrived to the
clear night at Nubble Light, once again. The temperature may have been
relatively warm, but the wind was howling and produced a severe wind chill.
After setting up my camera and tripod, part of my
anatomy, that I don't usually see in the mirror, froze off and landed in the
parking lot. With a slow shutter speed, the wind, and my falling body part, The
picture got a little skewed.
Luckily, I got one okay picture by sitting in the
back seat with my tripod and camera. Nancy had left the dog's pillow bed in my
car, so it helped relieve the backside pain. I swear the picture is not an
Etch-A-Sketch! Also, as it was a clear night, the beacon was not
operating.
My cell phone rang. It was Nancy. "Where are
you?" she yelled. "I have suppah ready and it is getting cold. (Suppah? She is
from Maine) Get your butt home, now!"
"Just one more picture," I begged, as I reached
back to the parking lot to fetch my fallen body part.
Cell phone still in hand, I tried to grab one more
picture and heard her say "NOW!"
All I remember is a very dizzy feeling and suddenly
I was back in my driveway, still in the back seat with the camera and
tripod.
Was it a dream? I thought so, until I took a look
at my pictures, especially the last one.
Keep your lens clean,
Linwood "Lin" Wickett
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