Lets face it, most flights are at best a little arduous & at worst, anxiety producing.. Thanks to global paranoia what should be a simple process of check ticket & passport, board, travel & ARRIVE! has become a situation of GUILTY! (until proven innocent)
Where has the romance & excitement of travel gone?
Well…. it requires a strong will (& the ability to rise above a scenario where security requirements dump confiscated “security threats” in a bin, right beside where every passenger must pass) to endure… and endure we shall!
Anyway enough philosophising!
I had the best flight of my entire life today, and this is just part 1 of documenting that flight, because I only just got home & haven’t had time to transfer all the sound & video – this is just a short rant & some photos…. But the context is yet another ode to the joys of working on film and having the ultimate reason to make contact & access some amazing experience/s because, well, frankly it is necessary for the film! We simply HAVE to have these sounds & any variation on ‘no’ as a response is just not acceptable, and at best its just a delaying tactic reality sometimes uses to stall for time….
The splutters, firing & revs of those gorgeous radial engines was like hearing the best guitarist in the world (hi Jimi!) fire up their amp, check the tuning & then hit the most exquisite chord you’ve ever heard…. and then ride the feedback for the next 2 hours!
I could not stop grinning!! The light flinting off the circle each prop burnt into my retina just made me think; I was created to be here at Ardmore Airport midday on a Sunday to experience this…..
contact mic position 1:
DPA 4060s position 1:
Mt Ruapehu passby!
contact mic position 4:
radial engines FTW!
we owe our lives to rivets