Spring storm, Blue Ridge Mountains, Virginia
I made this original in a torrential downpour, which was clearly many times too wet for me to even consider using the camera. But I had flown across the country, driven nearly a thousand miles, and worked furiously for more than a week, and as this was by far the finest thing I had seen, I'd be damned if I'd let it get away. I ran out of the car and composed the image using a viewfinder, setting up the tripod so that its head was pointing precisely at the indicated center of the image. I did the complete camera setup nearly one hundred feet away in the car including drop front, focus, meter readings, shutter settings, and film insertion, ran back to the tripod, wiped off the top with a towel, attached the camera, made two exposures (about fifteen seconds at f/32) without allowing one drop of the deluge to wet the film holder or dark slides, and, without getting the lens wet or fogged, ran back to the car with the camera, rechecked the light, only to find things more than one full stop darker — more than enough to completely ruin a transparency. I reloaded the camera, ran back out, made a third exposure (this time 30 seconds), ran back to the car, spent the next few hours, while my wife drove, trying to get everything all dried out with the heater in the steamy car, and got one perfect transparency.