Frozen Lakes, Frozen Locks

By: danitacahill

Jan 18 2012

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Category: Nature, Photography, Reflections, Winter


Focal Length:50mm
Shutter:1/0 sec
Camera:Canon EOS 5D Mark II

Oh, the trials and tribulations of being a photographer:

I mentioned in an earlier post that I recently got a new camera, so of course I was anxious to start using it. Or should I say start learning to use it.

It was 24-degrees one morning last week, but I headed to a nearby lake anyway. Frozen water can make interesting photos – this one was taken near a dock by the shoreline.

I stopped on the way and got a hot coffee. Once at the lake, I locked my car. Some of my photo equipment was still inside. I also left my coffee and cell phone in the car – I was only going to stay out a few minutes.

I was the only one brave (stupid) enough to be out by the lake in the cold. (Did I mention it was 24 degrees? In my part of Oregon, that is a damp, bone-chilling sort of cold). I shot a few frames, staying only 10 minutes or so. My fingers were getting numb. My coffee and camera gear inside the car was getting cold. I decided it was time to go. I should mention here that since I ran my keyless remote through the washing machine, it only works intermittently. There was no intermittent about it on this frigid morning. It wouldn’t work at all. No problem. I inserted the key in the door lock and turned.

Well, tried to turn. Nothing happened – the lock was frozen. Not good. I spent a full five minutes by turns walking around the car pushing the remote over and over and trying the key in the lock. I was getting apprehensive. It was really cold. My cell phone was locked in the car. I couldn’t phone for help. My coffee was in the car. I couldn’t pour it over the door handle to thaw the lock.

Time to rely on the kindness of strangers.

I hiked across the parking lot, crossed the icy road to the nearest neighborhood. Most of the houses looked empty, as if everyone was still asleep or already off to their jobs. I chose a house with two cars in the driveway and a sign propped against the house that said, “Jesus is the Reason for the Season.” I rang the doorbell.

A tall, sleepy-looking young man answered. He looked at me, at the camera slung around my neck and back at me. I explained that I was taking photographs around the lake and my car lock was frozen. He said, “Mmmmm…” as if, “What do you expect me to do about it?” I asked for a disposable cup of hot water.

He was okay with that. He left the door ajar as he went to the kitchen and drew a cup of hot water. By the time I hiked back across the street and parking lot to my car the water was barely warm. But it still did the trick.

I’ve never been more thankful for a car with a heater and a warm house to go home to as I was that day. God bless the homeless.

May someone in turn do a kind deed for the young man who helped me. He trusted a stranger enough to leave his door ajar while I waited on his stoop.

Photo copyright Danita Cahill. All rights reserved.


2 comments on “Frozen Lakes, Frozen Locks”

  1. Interesting and beautiful! 🙂

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