I went to the park the other day with the intention to shoot some nature. It’s been my habit to drop in every now and then, take a few shuts in any park nearby; landscape, macro or anything that catches my attention.
Arrived the park, got out my gears, walked to a bench under a tree with a panoramic view of a very wide field, looks like the size of a few football pitches. As it turned out i reallydidn’t feel like shooting today after all, at least not right away. I mounted my zoom lens, a cheap one that I’ve had for about three years, i got it on eBay for a few bob. It was brand new from a seller in Hong Kong.
For these three years, i just haven’t had any opportunity to try it out to see if the vendor’s claims are true.
The lens was mounted on my old SLIK tripod also from eBay, very old but extremely stable even in very rough terrains. One of the modern tripods of similar capability would have cost me five times more. The lens sat rock solid on the tripod; by the size of the stuff you would probably mistake it for a NASSA telescope. The plan was to be shooting with Mike today. With a resolution of 16.7 mega pixels Mike is only eager to come out, excellent equipment, a trail blazer when it was released.Heavy like lead but I’m not too worried about the weight, i only use cheap light lenses most of the time anyway. If only they had bigger screens them, i mean the camera. Then i said to myself what a lovely day, wonder what it would be like to be a squirrel in the park, eat for free, no mortgage or concerns for the economy (fallen or falling) actually on a second thought i will rather be a lion but knowing my luck, i will probably have been poached for my skin or be incarcerated in a third world zoo and be fed butchers reject once a week. LUCK;a wise man explained it as labour under correct knowledge, i think I’ll accept that. How about we just enjoy the fresh air a little i said to Mike still hooded up.
I sat there for what looks like an hour or perhaps a little more and then it was time to go, sorry Mike, i said, not today, may be tomorrow.
I got into the car but i wasn’tgoing anywhere in a hurry, the flashing lights of the Park Police won’t let me.‘There’d been an allegation today sir’ he said with the absolute politeness of a typical British senior citizen. I love the senior officers of the Met Police,senior not necessarily in rank but age and experience, if ever I cross the line on the road and warrants the proverbial tap on the backside, I’ll choose an older officer any day; he’ll be gentle, he’s got nothing to prove.
Back to our story, apparently a couple were being indecent in the park and the idea was that i was there to shoot them in the act as they were getting-it-on like some sort of X-rated scene.
That day in all honesty i reallycouldn’t care less what anybody got up to in the park, had enough of my own stuff to deal with. I made all these clear to the officer and after some questioning and frisking, No! Not me, Mike; he let us go.
Oh, the lens, i still haven’ttried it yet, I’m stuck with the junk anyway. I guess its day will come;perhaps we’ll be shooting the Olympics next year.