Cable Bridge Run 2011
Barren fog |
I've been shooting race photographs of the Cable Bridge Run in Tri-Cities, Washington since 2008, the only other race I've shot continuously except Hood-to-Coast. It's a quick, fun trip; the weather is always unpredictable; I get paid; and it acts like the gateway to Christmas.
Brian arrived at my house around 6:45 p.m. Friday. He usually brings his father-in-law to help, but Brian opted to hire his brother-in-law, Brent, instead--also a '93 graduate of McNary, and someone I probably haven't seen since graduation--and we had to drive all the way to Boardman to pick him up. Before this, however, we had to stop once. Brian claimed he wasn't doing anything wrong when we noticed the police car behind us, lights flashing and sirens blazing. Fortunately, he was right. The officer questioned us briefly, checked Brian's information, and informed us that the right taillight was out and that we were driving dangerously down the road. After telling us to get it fixed in the next few days, he let us leave. When he asked us what we were doing, I struggled not to blurt out, "We're heading for the Tri-Cities to shoot a whole bunch of runners tomorrow." He probably wouldn't have appreciated my humor, and Meg probably wouldn't have appreciated bailing us out of jail at midnight in the middle of Morrow County.
We arrived at the Motel 6 in Richland--Brian's wife had reserved the wrong facility, as we usually stay in Pasco about a mile from the start--which seemed older and more shady than our usual cheap-sleep bunk. The first room we tried was full of cigarette smoke; the woman at the front desk assured us it was non-smoking, but she gave us another room. As we approached it, though, a large dog started barking furiously. Strike two. So we got a third room, which was just right, except for the two different groups of people who congregated outside our room talking loudly with each other at various stages of the early morning.
The sun was hiding west of the Cascades |
On a completely unrelated note, Brian informed me that he won the bid to shoot Hood-to-Coast in 2012, and that the race director also implied that the contract is his for the foreseeable future. Hooray for tradition (and more zany blog posts)! He also told me that my pictures were the best selling of all the legs of Hood-to-Coast on Saturday.
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