Masterpiece
Sunday, May 3rd, 2009“Oh my God!” we both exclaimed as one. Then an opening miraculously appeared and we quickly and deftly swerved off the road sliding to a stop, gravel flying. “Oh… my… God…” as we sat stunned, numbly groping for our cameras, fumbling awkwardly in the front seat, refusing to take our eyes off of what lay before us. We had been chasing just this vision all day without knowing it. Amateur shutterbug, me, and cinematographer, Norm, on a hunt for the perfect image, the perfect capture on film.
I opened my shotgun door while Norm quickly turned off the engine and grabbed the video camera. I stumbled to the edge of the cliff [below was Cape of Good Hope], still refusing to take my eyes off the scene below for fear that it all might somehow slip away and disappear.
But that was not to be. I had missed many a great shot for the last several days driving and focusing, frustrated and missing the moments as they rushed by. But this one would be different.
We had been driving down the mountain, end of day, hurrying to get home for a dinner in our honor given by new South African friends. As we came around the bend, there was the shot. God’s masterpiece of the day painted before us.
