To all the ships at sea,
I remember the first time I heard the expression, “It’s not my first rodeo.” Well a few years ago, when I shot my first rodeo, I told the head Wrangler, “This is my first rodeo,” he thought that was pretty funny. I will share this with you, I am totally petrified of horses. The same way I’m petrified of skiing. When I was 16 years old, never on skis, I was taken to the top of Terry Peak South Dakota Mountain, and put on the solid ice expert trail. About an hour later, bruised, battered, and bleeding, I walked into the Chalet… get the idea? Same year, two friends took me horseback riding, sneakers, no socks. Some people just never learn. I think I still have the scars on my ankles. Galloping before I could walk, maybe that’s my life story.
For our rodeo on Saturday, we had light rain. I love shooting in the rain, whether it’s in Manhattan, Big Sur, or a Rodeo. It really adds another dimension, a forth dimension, very very cool. Basic rule of thumb; much higher ISO. It was almost the longest day of the year, but 7:00 it was 0 dark thirty. I kicked my ISO up to 3200, shot with my 200 mm f/1.8 (which looks like it went through Afghanistan twice, but it’s sharp as a tack), paired it with a 5d Mark lll, which is a well sealed camera, and tried to keep my shutter speed up to 1/1500 at f/2.0. You can see the results below, very shallow depth of field, but stopped the action quite well. I very rarely shoot on continuous, but with rodeo, I make an exception. Traditionally I shoot a lot of verticals, in rodeo, a lot of horizontals. Bagged the camera (hermetically sealed with a white garbage bag). My team members had a great time, everybody had a great time, and thank God none of the cowboys got hurt, and all of the animals were fine as well. Life is good. As my friend Willie Nelson would say, “I’ll see you on the road again.”
On July 18th. See link below.