Acadia Moods January whitewater

Right then- so in yesterday's post, I alluded to taking another wave while photographing down by the ocean. This time it was to the face- instead of the previous soaking to the back and down the neck. But this time it was a real doozie- think of it like this: imagine being blasted in the face with your 5D mkII (or your new fancy D800 you Nikoners), cause I still love my 5D2 like the day I got it))- on a tripod, with say about 3 fire hydrants worth of full blast sea water for 2 seconds- and that get's close to what it felt like. Now picture me standing on a 40 foot cliff top when that happened and that's the kind of mood that Acadia can have in the winter here. Freekin awesome- but at the same time literally breath taking, salt water drenched, gasping, "didn't see that coming!", fickleness. I mean I can't even begin to worry about my kit yet because I'm so shocked by being in the ocean even though I'm still standing on land, and thank the lord of all things electronic and pixeled that even though the remote shorted out soon after the next few images, everything still worked the morning after following a thorough wipe down and debatterying and a drying out by the heater. But seriously- this is two times in two months here that I've been mostly immersed in the Atlantic Ocean without my choosing, camera in tow- so that's enough of that- can I get a "hey man! hallelujah on that!" Right- with that in mind- keep safe out there my fellow picture chasing fools friendsies! -Nate!

This is the shot I was making when i got nailed- the ocean was telling me this shot sucked! P.s. :I can take a hint-

Acadia Moods January Whitewater II