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The first rendezvous I went to was the Big Muddy. It was everything I had expected and much more. As a day visitor, we spent an entire week there, taking photos, meeting and talking to people and learning a great deal. We got to be recognized and known and eventually arrested by a French Marine, A British Officer and a few dog soldiers. I was escorted through camp and brought in front of the Booshway to stand trial. I pleaded my ignorance to the charge of "taking pictures in camp with some contraption from the future". I was eventually found innocent and awarded a certificate to ID myself as a welcomed guest. It was a lot of fun for all and as the Booshway says with a chuckle, I have now come over to the "dark side" as I became one of them.
Some of my best photos are made with a long lens with very careful attention paid to the background. I try very hard to avoid "flatlanders" and other "modern" distractions. The candids are the best I think. When shooting close-ups, I always greet the folks in camp and ask if it's OK to take a few photos of them just as they are and doing what they are doing (I am not too big on posed pictures). The response is always a cheerful "yes" and in most cases, a good conversation ensues. I always respect their camp as it is their home and in most cases, I AM ASKED if I would like to see inside their lodge. You will not find a better group of cordial people.
When dressed, we carry a small camera in a belt bag as was suggested and use it quickly and with discretion.
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