Whiteadder Reservoir…

Cam needed some help with a shot for his photo course so naturally I obliged. He clearly had a vision so I stuffed my giant mop into an old fashioned flowery swimming cap and got into the reservoir. Ten minutes at 5 degrees in skins. Brrrr! Reservoirs are even colder than the sea!

This is one of the less offensive drone shots. Lots of the others have my eyes closed or I’m mid sentence or I have fifteen chins so I’ve offered to go back and do it again with a step so I can get up high enough on the pontoon props so that we’re better prepared for the shot he’s after.

Oh… and I went back for the lamp and it was gone! I’ve decided that it wasn’t meant for me.