Dad ( BBC World Cameraman of the Year, 1967 ) learned to develop his film and pictures under his bed, its the only darkroom he could use at the orphanage . I was lucky with full access to some of the best darkrooms in the country, whats a darkroom you say ?
I like to know where my food comes from. Mom made me do it, well that's my story and I'm sticking to it. I remember when I was knocked out, flat on the floor, for defending a sandwich mom made me for lunch once.
By then I could see all the fishermen (boats) were either leaving, or watching me like I was some kind of fool. Some kind of crazy person, waders, fly rod and all. I rose slowly and made one cast some 30 feet out where the water flow eased, and well the rest is history.
Tight lines and Fish hard.
In the African bushveld, nothing can ever be taken for granted! Life and death may not bear the synonymous meaning we think it does! In many cases life does not mean life, and death does not mean death ...
By the time we made it to the top of the hill I was completely out of breath having just run as fast as I could to keep up with the Cheetah's. As if I had a chance!