Monthly Archives: February 2013

Wild Black Mamba

Black Mamba

“With a hiss like some weird, ice-cold version of a steam boiler rupturing, a sound I’ll hear in sweat-soaked dreams for many years to come, first one, then a second dull, gunmetal length of murder appeared, as if by witchcraft, four feet in front of my face. The larger snake was directly ahead, the other facing me also, but within reach of Silent. I remember wondering idly if, like many reptiles, the female was the larger. I stood frozen, watching the mouths agape, showing the terrible black lining, strings of saliva hanging like delicate wet cobwebs between the upper and lower jaws.”

— Peter H. Capstick
“Mamba Means Death” c.1979


New 120 Shooter

Agfa Clack

A while back I was talking to a friend of mine about our continued neurotic bahavior in shooting film, particularly black & white film. I’ve heard all the arguments for moving towards digital, and I don’t deny any of them.

I had hit a low point in my resistance, and had gone as far as looking at digital cameras online instead of getting my Rolleiflex fixed. My behavior felt kind of dirty & traitorous, but I figured what the heck… it’s a dirty millenium.

Then out of the blue, a package arrived from a friend in New Orleans. In it was an Agfa Clack 120 shooter and a small photograph with a message on the back: “I think you will love this camera… Enjoy…”. I wasn’t familiar with the camera, so I went to google. The Clack was manufactured between 1954 and 1965. This one seems to have been from the late 1950’s. The Clack has a very simple design, it’s basically just a box with a lens and a shutter. There is no pressure plate, so the film is led around the curved back of the camera to create the maximum sharpness. The camera will give you eight 6×9 pictures out of a roll of 120.

Suddenly, I’m all excited about trying out the new camera and I’ve lost all interest in delving deeper into digital. I’ll bring this one along with the 35mm when I get Outside this spring. In fact, I have a friend here in the ‘Banks who has jumped with both feet into digital, and he now is looking to part with his Nikon lenses, which oddly enough would look great on my Nikon.

Sometimes it takes a good friend to unwittingly keep you on the appropriate trail.


Eight Hours

Sunset near Manley

We went over 8 hours of daylight today. I’m sure that isn’t worth noting in the Lower 48, but in Interior Alaska it is worthy of a celebration. The fact that temps have been in the 20’s of late, only adds to the spring fever currently in the air.

I’ve heard, “Winter is almost over” a few times over the past couple of days, and the words chilled my bones. “What are you trying to do… curse us?” I asked in dismay. March is generally a beautiful month up here. The days are longer, the temps are usually higher, the aurora lights up our skies, and there are so many activities around town to get lost in.

With all that said, after a long northern winter, few things are harder on one’s mental state than a mean streak of minus forty to minus fifty degree weather in March. I’ve been through it, and it’s a cruel twist of the dagger.


From the Drawing Board

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“Blogging is not writing; it’s graffiti with punctuation.”
–Elliot Gould’s character in the film “Contagion”.


Silence

“The country is quite covered by darkness, so that people outside it cannot see anything in it; and no one dares go in for fear of the darkness. Nevertheless men who live in the country round about say that they can sometimes hear the voices of men, and horses neighing, and cocks crowing, and thereby that some kind of folks live there, but they do not know what kind of folk they are.”

—The Travels of Sir John Mandeville, c1360


30th Yukon Quest Starts

2013 Yukon Quest Start

The Yukon Quest Sled Dog Race from Whitehorse, YT to Fairbanks, AK started today. The twenty-six mushers and their teams left Whitehorse in balmy 20 degree weather, which is a bit warm for the dogs, but great for the fans that lined up along the route.

The 1000 mile international race is touted as the toughest on earth, as it travels historic gold rush and mail delivery dog sled routes from the turn of the 20th Century.

Last year the Quest was won by Hugh Neff in 9d 16h 59m.

Photo by Jeff Richardson/Daily News-Miner