We suc­cess­fully wrapped up prin­ci­ple pho­tog­ra­phy the pre­vi­ous day, which freed up the next for get­ting b-roll footage. This was also the day we had to make the 12 hour drive back to London, and after all was said and done, this jour­ney began at 4pm.

It was just me and Mike on the way back, shar­ing more and more our­selves, as we dis­cov­ered that exhaus­tion makes the best inter­ro­ga­tion tool. We kept each other awake for the entire drive, though I started hal­lu­ci­nat­ing by the last hour. By the end, I think we knew each other bet­ter than some of our own friends.

baby crab

Found this baby crab on the beach, hid­ing in an oys­ter shell, and small enough to fit on the tip of my finger.

bench

 

dried-lake

Looks like the water’s receded a good deal.

gps

The GPS isn’t much use out here. No roads; it’s either land or lake.

heart rocks

Sally’s col­lec­tion of heart rocks.

house-by-the-water

 

feet-on-sand

 

rocky-shore

 

big rig

With the big rig. Includes both the Zacuto follow-focus rig and the Marshall monitor.

One day bled into the next as we arrived back in London at 4:30 in the morn­ing. I had a train to catch in a few hours that would be the start of m trip back to Chartres, but not before wak­ing up to a kitty on my pil­low and a proper British breakfast.

British breakfast

Mike tells me his crew has these break­fast before big days of shoot­ing. Includes from tom (tomato), but a bowl of popcorn.

Europe 2010 travel diaries