These are the shots I took at Hookipa after work.
Philippe gets the shot of the day with this beautiful bottom turn in front of a monster that, despite the 11 seconds period, has definitely a throwing lip. Good job.
|Nice one Casey!|
|I asked the lady I was chatting with to do that for my camera... came out pretty good, don't you think?|
|Follow the track to notice the sharp adjustment Keith did. He was going kind of horizontal to get in front of the peak and when he got there he went up vertical... as he ALWAYS does.|
|At least four waves in this set|
After the photoshoot, I was heading to kanaha for the sunset session when something happened to my car. The engine stopped at the K-Mart traffic light, which had just turned red.
I quickly opened the hood and there was plenty vapor coming out of it.
The green went on and I tried to start the car to pull over. It did start.
"Wait a moment, there's a mechanic just a block from here!"
The temperature gauge went quickly into the red zone and the car stopped again as I was pulling into the parking of the mechanic.
He was busy helping another customer (he's always busy, because he's really good), but he told me to wait.
After 30 minutes he took a look and found a cracked radiator hose.
At that point it was well past 5pm, but he said:"Napa closes at 6. Take my bicycle and go get a replacement hose"
Of course he found a few other things to fix in my 12 years old engine cooling system and it was around 7 when he said he was done.
In order to minimize the pain of the thought of the possibly epic session I was missing, during all the time I spent there, I was thinking about all the possible ways this "incident" could have been worse:
- could have been in the middle of the hana highway and not 100 yards from a mechanic shop
- could have overheated the engine and blew the head gasket (been there, done that)
- could have been a car accident, instead of a simple mechanic failure
- could have been a heart failure, instead of a engine one!!
I kept going and going and going... I'm really good at imagining how much worse things could be.
In the end, I was actually not pissed a tiny little bit about missing a session. I was just really stoked and grateful that this had happened the way it did.
I don't love everything about myself, but this is definitely a thing I absolutely adore about my attitude towards life.
It can always, always be worse. Unless you're Jeando, of course.
If you haven't seen the movie or read the book, I strongly recommend both for a new outlook on life.
It's called The diving bell and the butterfly.