Night photography can be hazardous to your health

This is something I posted on Google+ a few days ago.

Inspired by +Paul Pichugin I went out tonight armed with my camera and tripod with the intent of capturing some star trails. It ended in complete abject failure.

In my excitement in getting away from our camp ground, I didn’t think to pack the aeroguard. So as soon as I got to my destination at Canal Rocks, I got attacked by a swarm of mosquitoes. While trying to manoeuvre the tripod legs in the dark while swatting away at the bugs I managed to painfully pinch my finger in between the tripod legs while setting up. I was lucky not to drop the camera onto the rocks.

After fussing about trying to find the auto focus switch in the dark to set it from Auto to Manual, I wondered why my hands were suddenly wet. I dug around in my pocket for my phone, and after I entered my unlock code I could see, through the phones dim glow, that my phone screen was smeared in blood!

Fearing the worst, I shone the phone screen towards the camera and saw that it, too, was dripping with blood. The tripod had opened quite a gash and the buttons were glistening with red.

Plus, all this time I’d been swatting my arms, legs and face in the dark so that most of my exposed skin was now also covered in precious blood.

What are mozzies particularly attracted to? By smearing my own blood all over myself I had attracted a swarm so thick that attempting to see let alone photograph the sky was futile.

I jumped in the car and hi-tailed it out of there. The only thing is, half the south-western mosquito population jumped in with me. I was lucky to make it back to camp alive, managing to keep the car from being wrapped around a tree or in a ditch. They had practically eaten through to the bone.

I did venture out again, after showering myself with a mixture of mortien, aeroguard and dettol. It was only walking distance from camp, and so there was traffic to contend with which means I didn’t get enough shots for star trails. But ill share some good ones when I get home. If I get home and don’t die of malaria.