NHBubba
May-27-2005, 12:20 PM
I posted this on another (mostly social) forum I frequent. I felt the need to rant and that source is usually pretty good for letting me get it off my chest. However it is photo related, so I wondered what comments folks here might have. It's long, but hopefully permissible...
So the weather's been pretty bad around here lately. Non-stop rain and mist, cloudy and just plane sucky. It has seriously rained pretty much the entire weekend for the last 4-5 weekends straight. In that time I've aquired some new photo toys. Well today (a Friday) the weather isn't half bad, overcast, but relatively dry. The reports for the weekend don't look good, and I've been working too hard lately anyhow. So I brought the camera to work and ducked out to spend my lunch hour playing. The plan for the day was to venture a couple blocks over to a public park area next to a small pond. Now my office isn't in the best of neighborhoods. We have vandalism problems like you wouldn't believe. Although fortunately we don't have much in the line of breakins. (I suspect it's because no one would believe we have a high-tech company in a dumpy looking building like we do!)
At any rate, I'm wandering around the edge of this pond photographing the couple ducks and geese and looking for some frogs near the weeds to try my spiffy new extension rings on. I've got the extension rings mounted on my Canon 70-200/4 L. This is an L lens, painted the distinctive white color, and is fairly large, especially w/ the extension rings and lens hood mounted. The thing is pretty massive and looks pretty impressive. However I'm trying to keep a low profile.
I get half way around the pond when these three teenagers spot me. One starts hollering at me from 50 or so yards:
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"Hey, are you some sort of wild life expert?"
"Dude, do you see any snakes or anything over there?"
"Hey, are you dumb or something? I'm talking to you!"
..His comments got less 'friendly' from there!
I ignore the kid and keep to myself. I was going to do a full lap around the pond but decided to reverse my path as he got mouthier.
Fast farward a few minutes. I'm mucking w/ trying to manual focus some interesting little buds on a tree on the far side of the ponds. Suddenly these punks are coming up on me. They kind of caught me off guard as I had my attention elsewhere. The loudmouth of the group comes right up to me and confronts me: "Hey, I was talking to you over there! What's your problem, why can't you answer me?"
I give the kid a discusted look and inform him I'm not there to chit chat and would prefer he just leave me alone, in roughly as many words. I then return to what I was doing. He looks me up and down and take a long hard look at my equipment.. Sudenly at that moment I felt a little uneasy having a $700 retail lens atached to my neck! He made a motion at me.. but then turned and walked off w/ his friends. One turns to him and says "Ha! He straight up told your ass!" The banter continues as they disapear from sight..
It occured to me that this punk could.. or might have decided to try to rip me off. Nashua isn't a scene from a gangster-rap video, but it isn't Normal Rockwell-ville either. I jockey a mouse for a living, and am proportionately soft around the edges. Not that I'm a small guy either. But I started wondering.. what if I were put into a position where I had to defend my person or property.. against a punk teenager?! What are my rights.. can I legally hit the kid? (A 70-200/4 w/ body and grip would probably leave a pretty good mark!) What are the legal implications? Do I basically hand over the equipment and then head for the nearest phone to get the authorities involved? ... Gee, haven't felt this way since what? 8th grade on the playground?!
In all my time thwacking around in the woods I've never had a problem like this. All the hikers, sportsmen and folks I've run into have merely commented on the equipment, what I'm shooting, or the weather.. but it seems urban parks aren't the same situation!
So the weather's been pretty bad around here lately. Non-stop rain and mist, cloudy and just plane sucky. It has seriously rained pretty much the entire weekend for the last 4-5 weekends straight. In that time I've aquired some new photo toys. Well today (a Friday) the weather isn't half bad, overcast, but relatively dry. The reports for the weekend don't look good, and I've been working too hard lately anyhow. So I brought the camera to work and ducked out to spend my lunch hour playing. The plan for the day was to venture a couple blocks over to a public park area next to a small pond. Now my office isn't in the best of neighborhoods. We have vandalism problems like you wouldn't believe. Although fortunately we don't have much in the line of breakins. (I suspect it's because no one would believe we have a high-tech company in a dumpy looking building like we do!)
At any rate, I'm wandering around the edge of this pond photographing the couple ducks and geese and looking for some frogs near the weeds to try my spiffy new extension rings on. I've got the extension rings mounted on my Canon 70-200/4 L. This is an L lens, painted the distinctive white color, and is fairly large, especially w/ the extension rings and lens hood mounted. The thing is pretty massive and looks pretty impressive. However I'm trying to keep a low profile.
I get half way around the pond when these three teenagers spot me. One starts hollering at me from 50 or so yards:
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"Hey, are you some sort of wild life expert?"
"Dude, do you see any snakes or anything over there?"
"Hey, are you dumb or something? I'm talking to you!"
..His comments got less 'friendly' from there!
I ignore the kid and keep to myself. I was going to do a full lap around the pond but decided to reverse my path as he got mouthier.
Fast farward a few minutes. I'm mucking w/ trying to manual focus some interesting little buds on a tree on the far side of the ponds. Suddenly these punks are coming up on me. They kind of caught me off guard as I had my attention elsewhere. The loudmouth of the group comes right up to me and confronts me: "Hey, I was talking to you over there! What's your problem, why can't you answer me?"
I give the kid a discusted look and inform him I'm not there to chit chat and would prefer he just leave me alone, in roughly as many words. I then return to what I was doing. He looks me up and down and take a long hard look at my equipment.. Sudenly at that moment I felt a little uneasy having a $700 retail lens atached to my neck! He made a motion at me.. but then turned and walked off w/ his friends. One turns to him and says "Ha! He straight up told your ass!" The banter continues as they disapear from sight..
It occured to me that this punk could.. or might have decided to try to rip me off. Nashua isn't a scene from a gangster-rap video, but it isn't Normal Rockwell-ville either. I jockey a mouse for a living, and am proportionately soft around the edges. Not that I'm a small guy either. But I started wondering.. what if I were put into a position where I had to defend my person or property.. against a punk teenager?! What are my rights.. can I legally hit the kid? (A 70-200/4 w/ body and grip would probably leave a pretty good mark!) What are the legal implications? Do I basically hand over the equipment and then head for the nearest phone to get the authorities involved? ... Gee, haven't felt this way since what? 8th grade on the playground?!
In all my time thwacking around in the woods I've never had a problem like this. All the hikers, sportsmen and folks I've run into have merely commented on the equipment, what I'm shooting, or the weather.. but it seems urban parks aren't the same situation!