This one crossed the line from odd to completely unsettling.
This area might look secluded from where I'm standing, but really it's not. I'm right by a moderately busy road and a side walk where people often pass by jogging or walking their dogs. I'm barely a five minute walk from my home.
I had my back to the road and was checking the photos on my camera when a pickup truck with two young guys drove by. The one on the passengers side was hanging out the window and he shouted at me, "What the F--- are you taking pictures of, you stupid little B----?!"
I was quite shaken by this, and honestly, scared. I was imagining them doubling back... wondering if I could use the tripod as a weapon, wondering where all the joggers and dog walkers were when I needed them... thinking about the beginnings of all those crime scene investigation shows...
I followed my standard protocol for such situations: snapped one more frame so that there would be a record of the last minute I was alive, collapsed my tripod, and headed straight home.
Maybe I'm over reacting, but I really felt frightened and unsafe, in my own town, minutes from my home, in broad daylight... and it's just not a good feeling.
Some days I wish I had a photographer.
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