11
MAR
2009
To Cumbria and back
By James Hill at 11 Mar 23:49
The skies opened up, then the hail battered down on our waterproof hoodies, the pattering sound instantly transfixing me into a motionless state. Mesmerized my mind raced back to the last time I could recollect a similar feeling, images flashing through my memory came screaming to a halt as I remembered the moment.
My parents and I sat on the verandah overlooking the turquoise turned gray waters as a thunder storm rolled in over the Whitsunday islands, the massive tropic raindrops beat down on the corrugated roof, the sound instantly deafening. I'm ready to come home.
It felt relaxing to be in the middle of nowhere. No cell phone reception, no internet, no laptop, completely disconnected. No reason to make contact with anyone, no means to accumulate votes.
Unfortunately the video is more of a montage, the weather turned too foul to keep the cameras around my neck, the old 5D is no longer working due to water damage and I couldn't risk the new as I have upcoming shoots before I leave the UK. So I apologise guys as you'll never get that update from the summit.
