It was dark and he was coming at me fast. There was much room to move. Anticipating, I start veering right to avoid a collision. He keeps coming both of us angling to the right. There isn’t going to be any room to get by. My brow narrows, senses heightened, we come in close on each other, at the last second I determine he’s not going to give me space. I swerve hard left careening of the hallway wall as my head spins right. Our eyes lock. His look says, you’re an odd bloke. Apparently, Tasmanians walk on the left hand side of the hallway of the hotel as well as drive on the left.
We are still hold up in the hotel, well for at least 5-6hrs of sleep each night. The camera team is gelling well as we have already had about a 5 day adventure ourselves. We look forward to shooting in the bush, the actual race. We have one more day in town and then the race start. The teams get the maps tomorrow. Our camera team has already been over the course, by car, helicopter and on foot. The teams are in for likely the most amazing race produced in many years.
Erik's reaction to the course during a night recon. |
Erik, Mike and Tim on a day time recon. |
That was the plan a day ago. The new plan. “Erik, mate. We just talked to one of the guys who created the course. No way you are going in there alone. It’s to dodgy and dense. We decided you're are not allowed to enter the bush in that section without a team. Stay with them until you know where you are. Wait for another team and travel with them. If your alone out there, we will never get you back out. So, keep moving at a forward pace filming, and you must get out of there by dark. You must. Snakes are the least of your worries mate. Perfect.
Tasmanian Devil Ginger Beer! |
Perfect! Your face shots during night recon and the scarey story....it's Halloween night here as I read this!!
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