Tuesday, September 07, 2010

Hell of a Weekend

Labor Day weekend was incredible. And not necessarily in a good way. I had planned to go shoot the free flight competition. I'm the unofficial photographer. All the guys like my work, so I like to be there with them. Jim's being all needy, though, so it was hard to get away. The competition was all three days. I went out Saturday and Sunday, then spent Monday with Jim even though I would have rather been photographing.

Jim took me mountain biking to Elk Meadow. We chose a trail that was way too hard for me. I had to push my bike most of the way. The mountain kept going up and up. Finally I collapsed, crying, into a nervous wreck, accompanied by emotionally-induced asthma. Which means I couldn't breathe either.

Plus, the Four Mile Canyon fire started that morning. I got some nice photos of smoke billowing over the mountains. Jim took me up Flagstaff Mountain so we could get a closer look. It's awful. No one's been killed but lots of structures and houses have burned up. Slurry bombers have been flying overhead all day. It's emotionally wrenching.

Today I can barely concentrate on my work. I'd rather be out watching the fire.