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 'The perils of photography?' you ask. Let me relate this story and you will understand. In the summer of 1967, my family and another rented a beautiful old lodge on the eastern shore of Lake George. Unlike the western shore, which is heavily developed and touristy, the eastern shore is (well it was in 1967 anyway) difficult to access with only a few roads crossing the mountains to tiny little communities hugging the sides of the steep slopes. So there was a lot of pristine territory to explore. One day a few of us went out for a walk along the shoreline. This is not a nice sandy beach sort of shore, but rather a steeply sloped, boulder strewn area requiring lots of work to make progress. We were maybe a half mile from our lodge in an area that had never been built on (though logged in the past for sure). I wanted to take a picture of the people I was with so I asked them to line up in the usual group shot fashion. They didn't fit in my viewfinder so I stepped back. Nope, still not right. Another step. Still no good. A third step... oops, no ground beneath my foot! And I tumbled backwards, landing on a narrow ledge only inches from falling into the lake. The folks rushed forward to see if I was ok and when they looked down at me, I snapped the picture! This has been one of those family sagas told and retold many times in the past 40 years. And now it is commited to the Internet. Yashica rangefinder, Taken in July 1967, Lake George, NY, Ektachrome 64 Posted by forgingahead | Comment (6) Category: People, My Shots, Places I Have Visited Links: forgingahead Main Site Archives: People (75), Family (77), My Shots (120), Dad's Shots (128), Places I Have Lived (32), Places I Have Visited (64), Archaeology (23) | |
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