I spent most of my time in the swamp, today, recording for my Making of a Mud Movie, Movie (MMMM). Yes, I’m still working on that. I was planning on doing some quick shots for the MMMM, but when I saw that the tide was taking it’s time going out, I decided to record some more audio for the documentary.
I had some trouble with the card reader on my Nikon. That cost me about 15 minutes of recording time. I figure, though, if I was going to lose a clip, the clip I lost wasn’t the worst one to lose, by any measure. I cleaned the card reader when I got the camera home. I hope it doesn’t do that, again.
At the end of recording my voice over material, I slid off that bamboo pole and into that deep mud below it. It occurs to me, now, that I could have recorded my voice overs while I was up to my neck in mud. That would be the ultimate “talking head” shot. 🙂
Once I got done with the MMMM, I put away the cameras to head out. It was then that I realized the tide had finally gone out, and it was going to be difficult to get my boat out of there. So, I decided to jump in and enjoy some mud while I waited for the tide to come in. I knew it wouldn’t be more than 20 minutes, and I was right. I did not, however, set up any cameras to record my time-killing tryst with the mud. There wouldn’t have been much to see, anyway. I took my breathing tube and spent at least half my time completely submerged.
On an unrelated note: I uncovered the clay pit for the first time this year, last night. I got in and stirred it up for a while. I managed to get immersed past my nipples in the thick, sticky clay. That clay is really something else. There is no way you can get out in a hurry. I get rather excited by the glued in feeling, but I also get frustrated because I can barely move in it. It’s virtually impossible to get immersed. It was a good time, anyway. I worked the clay a bit and enjoyed a couple of beers.