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The shoot

Managed to finally pull off a miraculous shoot this morning, 5am, after earlier attempts were scuppered by the notorious Esperance wind. Despite the south-westerlies having blown away all our water overnight (!?*!!), we set up and started filming alone, anticipating bail-outs given the other false starts and the early hour.

No shortage of cameras: Dewi’s very beautiful bellows camera, his Rolloflex, the Super 8, and John’s high-tech digital video camera. Oh and our digital SLR, taking the photo.

A little after 6am, Mouse, Shannan, Peter and Jason enter stage left, with banjo, guitar and edible seasonal bouquet, all dressed impeccably for a time-warped meal in a dry salt lake.

More afternoon tea than dinner, we had on hand pickled bloodroot, wattleseed & lavender madeleines, bush bananas, pickled nasturtium pods and roasted sandalwood nuts. Two hours later we have several minutes of live posed ‘photographs’ of a scene that would certainly have startled the decidedly peckish and dessicated Frenchman some 219 years ago.

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A pair of Cape Barren Geese! Definitely a good omen.