I’ve been down here in Miami for four days now, and it’s been freezing and either rainy or cloudy the whole time, except for one afternoon. Then it was just freezing and sunny.
I’m shooting another one of those jobs that I can’t share with you (until the client uses the pictures) and it’s a gig that I can’t even show you the gear I’m using (that’s proprietary too).
It’s one thing to play a priest on the internet (for that I’ll go to hell, but at least I won’t lose a client….they’ll all probably be down there with me:-)), but I don’t want to be one of those photographers you read about who do behind-the-scenes Tweets, posts, and videos of their ad shoots and then get fired because the client is furious because you’ve jumped the gun and trumped and precluded their own announcements.
Plus I haven’t figured out Twitter or Facebook yet, so I’m safe in my Luddite-ness. Who says ignorance isn’t bliss?
But that does explain the shot of the back of my head and the back of the camera for this post. We’re shooting aerials of Miami…at twilight.
As Paris Hilton might say, “That’s huge.”
Hit the jump to find out what I can tell you at this point!
The helicopter outfit I used on my one clear evening is first class. Pilot Luis Folgueira of Helicopters Over Miami and his ops manager Joe Reyes can save you the trip to Tamiami airport and pick you up at their floating platform in Coconut Grove….very convenient. Luis has a great feel for putting the chopper where you need it….not a skill every chopper pilot has. And they have reasonable rates on Robinson 44’s.
But this weather! Oy! I come to the one place in the continental US I figure I might get some warmth and sun for the shoot, and it’s nuclear winter. I probably should have gone further south to Mexico, but I don’t have that much of a budget, and with this cold snap, there’s just as good a chance that I’d be in the same boat down there (albeit with cheaper margaritas).
On the bright side, the security routine at Newark was slow but logical. I think flying domestically, and leaving the States is going to be fine, carryon-wise. It’s just getting back. I’ll find out in early February.
Unless, of course, I’m still here in Miami, waiting for it to warm up!