NO/LA roadtrip adventure (part 3)

Discussion in 'Leica and Rangefinders' started by mike dixon, Jan 15, 2004.

  1. Nighttime color shots in this installment were made with Kodak EPJ 320T exposed at EI 1000 and pushed two stops. The b&w stuff in the dark was HP5+ at about EI 800. The daytime b&w stuff is either FP4+ at EI 80 or HP5+ at EI 320. I think. Lenses were the 50 Summilux (at night) and 50 DR-Summicron or 35 RF-Summicron during the day.
    Chapter Three: Le quartier francais avec M. Couvillion (part 2)
    After several hours of shooting and exploration, Dennis and I hit the brewpub for a pint and a couple dozen oysters. My thanks again to Dennis (and John and Ann) for their hospitablity while I was in their fine city--my trip would have been far less enjoyable without it.
    After Dennis took off, I wondered around a bit more doing some night shooting and looking for a place I might join in the fun. Unfortunately, I was beat by this point, so I couldn't summon much enthusiams for more drinking, socializing, and carousing. [​IMG]
    my version of the ever-popular "guy with huge ass beer sign"
    the buskers in Nashville don't dress like this
    love acts at night
    the French Quarter at night really is like a big keg party
    After a long afternoon of walking and shooting, I was getting tired. I wasn't really in the mood for a huge-ass beer, a hurricane, a hand grenade, or any of the other toxic concoctions that contribute to the revelry down there, so I went down to the McDonald's on Canal St. for a soda and a bathroom break. (The guy I was staying with, Jeff, had told me to the two basic rules you must follow to avoid trouble with the law in the Quarter: don't fight, and don't piss in public.) While resting my feet, sipping my drink, and watching the pedestrian traffic, I had an interesting encounter with the local wildlife. A man and a woman come staggering into McDonald's. The guy looks to be about thirty, full-blooded redneck, and thoroughly trashed. Leaning on him is his even-more-wasted date: she looks about 50 and appears to have spent every day and night of her life partying full bore in the Quarter (the phrase "rode hard and put away wet" comes to mind). The guy let's go of her for a minute to get out his wallet, and she slowly comes toppling over onto my table. The guy catches her before she hits the floor, struggles mightily to return to an upright position, leans toward me and slurs (with flammable breath), "Too many hand grenades, man. Those things'll get ya."
    On the way to catch the trolley, the motorcycle cops came cruising by, shutting down traffic for a little parade that followed. May have been a wedding parade--not sure. If I'd had more energy, I'd have been happy to join them.
    part of Loyola?
    Chapter Four: St. Charles and a return to the Quarter
    After a rare night of normal sleep (as opposed to sleeping off the abuses of the day), I decided to go for a walk down St. Charles for some more sightseeing and tourist snaps. For the first time since I'd gotten there, the sun was out. Went for a walk through Audobon Park (where I was almost whacked in the face by a frisbee).
    relaxing in the park
    After a couple of miles of walking, I hopped on the trolley for the rest of the trip uptown. The rest of the afternoon was spent exploring more of the area. I hadn't planned to venture away from home base for so long, and I didn't have a lot of film with me. Did more looking than shooting that day.
    tourists snap
    Sorry, no wild tales of debauchery during my last trip to the Quarter (though Jeff and I did hang out and get a little wacky with his ex-girlfriend that night [ex-girlfriend other than Sarah {remember Sarah? this is a story about Sarah}]). And so concludes this part of the tale. Still more to come in a few days.
  2. I'm enjoying your pictures and your narrative. It brings back memories of my
    visits to the Crescent City years ago. In some respects, the French Quarter
    seems timeless.
  3. Good stuff! Thanks Mike.
  4. This may be heretical, but I thought the color shots were really the 'grabbers' in this bunch. Well done.
  5. Superb!! I admire your 2nd last image. Obviously it looks like the fellow has a bit of an unlucky streak going, yet you've approached him (looks like a W/A shot) and made eye contact instead of standing back 25' and stealing a shot with a tele. Admirable!
  6. MIKE, Great job!!! I really enjoyed your roadtrip adventure.
    Did you just use the one M3? or did you shoot with 2 cameras.
  7. Mike:

    The one shot that is most representative of New Orleans is the parade shot. Good job.

  8. Mike,
    As ever, wow. Color didn't knock my socks off like some of your
    color stuff has, but the BW... yup, yup, yup.

    Question, probably been tackled before: How are you scanning?
    From prints or negatives? I'm hoping against hope that I'll find a
    way to scan full-frame (even out to the sprocket holes) in my
  9. It was fun meeting you, Mike. Come back anytime for some of Annie's home cooking.
  10. Thanks for all the comments. It certainly helps that so many
    photo-worthy things are going on down there.

    Some occasions, I only carried a single body; others, I had two
    M3s loaded with different film types. I also had a Pentax 645 and
    few lenses, but I didn't bring it out much (there are a couple of
    MF shots later in the trip).

    John, be careful what you say! I'm highly susceptible to offers of
    free food.

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