As batteries ran low, we took a break, and decided the last few shots could be done back up at the house, so we packed all the shit up and headed back. unfortunately, that was uphill...which might not have been a real problem, except that the sun was out, bright and hot, and at the time I was in not only heavy leather pants, but my full-length leather trenchcoat. Add on the two huge bags o' shite that I was schlepping, and needless to say, once I made it to the top of the hill, I was just about to collapse. It was definitely not groovy; it got to the point that I was starting to get nauseous. Guess Mother Nature wanted to remind me that I was fat. ;)
Still, a little rest and a cold drink, and I was fine. There was one little hiccup...Di's dad, a cantankerous old guy, happened to come around the corner and saw Chamblin. now, her hair was down, and his eyesight isn't too great, so he THOUGHT it was Di, and jokingly went off on her hair and make-up. Once he came back inside and saw Di, though, the look of shock on his face was priceless, as he realized he'd unloaded on a complete stranger that didn't know him...he felt so bad about it. He went and tried his best to apologize, but I think it really got to Chamblin...man, I've never seen him feel so bad. Di's mom made food, as usual, and so we stayed and got grub, which was faboo, as always. A little convo, a ride back to the house, and they had to jet off for home.
All in all, a pretty cool day. It's not often someone gets pix of me...or even really wants them. Now, time to go kick back with a cold drink and watch "Kung-Fu Rascals".