Sunday, February 21, 2010 | Posted by Don and Krise
On Saturdays I get off work at 3:00 and my wife is off at 5:00. Sometimes I take that couple of hours and go look for more places to photograph. That is what I did yesterday. My wife told me that the tide was out and Mud Bay would be a good place to go, so off I drove. When I got there I pulled the Cube over at a wide spot on the shoulder. I grabbed my camera, locked the car and started over the embankment at the end of the bridge. The area just off the road was nice and dry as the water doesn't really ever make it up that high, but as you walk down the slight incline you encounter slick, slimy, muddy, soft dirt and rocks. The spot where this shot was taken is about 5 or 6 feet below the spot where, while standing perfectly still, my feet first slid a few inches then suddenly flew out from under me. It's really pretty amazing how in a split second our reflexes kick in. My first reflex that kicked in was my right hand (the one holding the expensive camera) gripping the camera a little tighter and holding it straight up above me. Then my left hand went behind me to try to catch my fall. Nope, didn't work. Mud on my sweatshirt, pants, buried in my watch band, you name it. I managed to stand up a few seconds later and brushed as much off as I could. I continued on down and took a number of shots, meanwhile letting the mud dry before I got back into the car with the nice cloth interior.