Nighttime photography experiment - with the SFNPCC

Last night we embarked on a field trip to photograph the landscape by the light of a nearly full moon rather than the sun. Trying to explain in detail my intentions to the rest of the members of the club seemed to fall on deaf ears. Everyone thought we were shooting the milky way, or the full moon, or a meteor shower or something celestial. I had to explain over again, no, we were attempting to shoot the landscape by the light of the moon. Of course, I said, you can photograph whatever you like, but the milky way wouldn’t ‘rise’ until after midnight, and the moon was much too full to see it even if we waited for it. The same went for any meteors that might fly by us.

So we started out at our usual meeting spot, the Ernest Coe Visitor’s center parking lot in the Everglades southern entrance (aka Homestead entrance) to meet up with the rest of the gang. We’d start with a sunset shoot. I was hoping to visit an area I hadn’t been to in quite a while, when another member said that they had a prescribed burn not long ago in that area and it’s pretty charred and crispy. Well, there went my idea! I was hoping to shoot the sunset AND our moonlit landscapes in the same area. So I explained my Plan B.

We would look for a clearing on the road to PaHayOkee and shoot the sunset, then move to the PaHayOkee boardwalk to photograph the moonlit landscapes, and that everyone just follow me. Well, do you think I could find an open area facing west on the road TO PaHayOkee? Of course not. Plenty of spaces facing east though. Too bad it wasn’t a sunrise shoot. haha So on to Plan C (or maybe Plan B 1/2)? We would head further south on the Main Road and find a clearing where we could see the sun setting over the horizon. And just a few miles down the road, we found it.

A couple of interesting cypress trees with lightly lit clouds in the background. The sun was setting at nearly due west, to the left of this image. The sun nicely lit the grasses and the bushes.

We had some beautiful streaming light coming from slightly north of due west, some big billowy clouds to the north and northwest, and a few interesting cypress and slash pine trees to photograph if one wasn’t interested in the big orange ball dropping (ah, that would be me).

Not wanting to shoot the sun, I crossed the road and this tree spoke to me. I took a shot, looked at it, and realized these two outstretched branches were ‘touching’ other features in the scene. I maneuvered a bit and found a way to keep them suspended in the scene.

A grove of slash pines directly opposite to the sun. The bright orange sun lit the trunks of the trees nicely. Too bad there wasn’t the cloud cover from the north over these trees. That would have been quite the shot! But, I settled for this. Still a beautiful image.

After the light disappeared from the trees, I went back across the street to see if anything else looked interesting. I got a shot of a group of trees with an interesting cloud formation, and then I photographed what was left of the sunset. Its funny what you see here, many many spider webs and tons of dragonflies!

An image that didn’t quite cut it. But you can see how the clouds looked just before sunset.

If you can see close up, those orange dots are hundreds of dragonflies!

The wind was blowing a bit more than I’d like and moving these little plants that they were setting on. Made it difficult to shoot in the low light. I got lucky and was able to capture it in a lull. I DO love the Halloween Pennant Dragonflies.

Our sunset photography went off beautifully. I shot a few trees, we had some nice conversations, and was pleasant. During our time, I explained what my main goal was for the night shoot. Long exposures, boardwalks, trees, landscapes. That’s what we’d be up against. So everyone was aware.

After the sun dipped below the horizon, we packed it up and went back to PaHayOkee to wait out the rest of the golden hour and prepare for the moonlit scape. It was a beautiful evening. The wind died down after the sun set so we wouldn’t have to deal with moving branches etc. I started up above the prairie on the overlook platform. In hindsight, that was a bad position to be in. I could see the moon was illuminating the structure nicely, but I couldn’t see anything on the prairie, no matter how long my shutter speed was. I came to the conclusion that I needed to be down below on the lower boardwalk to get my photos.

My unsuccessful attempt at photographing the prairie from the overlook platform. That light to the right is not the sun, it’s Miami.

So down the steps I went. It was here that I realized a headlamp or flashlight would have been quite handy but of course, I didn’t have one. As much as I harp on everyone being prepared, I was the one who was ill prepared. No flashlights, mosquito spray was out, and I was on my last canister of ThermaCell juice (that ran out before the night was over… ugh)!

After getting some light on the subject, I was able to get my lens in focus. The previous images were just awful!

Down on the lower boardwalk, I could finally see what the moon was lighting. Again, in hindsight, I realized the closer I was to the lit subject, the better the photo would turn out. I was getting just ok exposure on the trees I was shooting, but my focus was awful. I NEEDED MORE light! I kept plugging away at my subject though. Trying to find a way to get my camera to focus with the light from my phone (pathetic). When three of our members decided to go home, I called to the last remaining member and he joined me on the lower boardwalk. Luckily, he had 2 sources of light and let me borrow his little clicker flashlight. It wasn’t ideal, but it worked enough where I could get a decent focus on the trees. Ahhh, success, sort of. By this time, I was getting eaten alive and cursed my ThermaCell. The curse was on me though, the TC was out of fuel. Again, Ray to the rescue! He brought a spare bottle. Phew… Saved again.

A few less than stellar images. But a great learning experience.

A few less than stellar images. But a great learning experience.

A few less than stellar images. But a great learning experience.

A few less than stellar images. But a great learning experience.

So I showed him a few things on his camera that he was having trouble with, and I think we both walked away with decent shots. None of my night shots were portfolio worthy, but it was an evening of lessons learned. About 9:30ish we called it a night and left.

I finished the night with a shot of my favorite tree on the boardwalk. It’s not awesome, but its better than the ones I took earlier in the evening!

So, what did I learn (besides to NOT forget essential equipment)? Like any night photography, a fast lens would have been better than what I was using. It was an f4 lens. Great for normal landscapes, but at night we need all the light that a lens can let in. I have a 20mm f1.8 and a 105mm macro that’s f2.8 that would have worked nicely in this situation. Also, I think the 100-400 lens was too much. Like I said, being closer to the subject made a big difference. But I could only get so close with a minimum distance of 100mm. Again, the 20mm paired with my macro would have been a good work-around. Or if I didn’t want to switch, I could grab my F mount 24-70 f2.8 and use it with the adapter. That would have worked too.

Another issue was the fullness of the moon. We were 3-4 days out from a full moon and only at 92%. I had been out previously doing this type of photography. That was a day after the full moon and we had the benefit of shooting with a nearly 98% full moon. Not sure how much more those percentage points would have mattered. I was also shooting with a f2.8 lens back then. So I guess next time I try, I’ll know whether it was the fullness of the moon, or the speed of my lens, or both? Either or, it was good to experiment with a different type of photography and to learn new techniques.







2021 Desert Southwest Trip – Day 7 – Friday, April 16th (Kanab, Utah)

(I left you yesterday in Kanab, Utah, preparing for my first day of the Outsiders Conference).

First day of the conference! So excited for this day! The reason I came to Utah in the first place was to attend the Outsiders Photography Conference. The inaugural conference was supposed to be in March 2020, but we all know what happened then. I was so excited for the trip last year, the first time ever in the desert southwest, I had been planning since May of 2019, basically right after I came back from Paris, I started planning this trip. Then, 2 days before I was supposed to fly out, the conference was cancelled. The COVID had shut down the world that weekend, and the conference was postponed. But, it was on again for 2021, but in April instead of March. I had another year to plan and prepare. Some of you might remember I did a VIRTUAL vacation last year on Facebook, using internet and Google Maps images and creating a work of fiction each day to make the missing of the trip more bearable. It was fun, and is the reason I’ve created this blog, to document the real trip, as opposed to a fake one. FYI – the real one was much more fun.

This morning I had to drive the RV to the conference and then I’d drop it at the service garage during the lunch break. After getting up early as I’ve been doing, I had breakfast and got ready. Unplugged the electricity and headed out to the brand new Kanab Conference Center. Not quite sure where I was supposed to go, I kind of just followed other people. Got turned around a bit and went the wrong way, but eventually found the parking lot. Turns out it’s the same place where you go to enter the lottery to get permits to see the Wave. Parking lot was packed!

I walked in and found the registration desk. Retrieved my name tag and lanyard and a very cool water bottle. That was unexpected. I looked at some of the vendors, I knew something would attract my eye, so I quickly walked away to the conference room. There were so many people. I recognized some from social media, IG & Facebook, most people though, I did not. I felt like a giddy schoolgirl seeing so many photographers that I had looked up to for years. I have to admit, it was pretty cool. But, I did what I normally do when in an unfamiliar situation, I retreated to an empty table in the back so as to melt into the background, and just sit and observe. Everyone seemed to know someone else. I didn’t know anyone. The one person I did know that was supposed to be there opted out when they offered the virtual viewing for a reduced rate. Delfin was in town but had to watch online rather than in person. So I occasionally messaged him to tell him what was going on. Thank god for cell phones, the introverts way out having to talk to people. Haahaa

Our cool swag, water bottle!

First session was the general opening session. Then we had a talk by two people (sad to admit I never heard of before) who were married, and they discussed couples in photography. Not something I was particularly interested in, haahaa, but it was the only talk happening, so I sat in. After that was a talk on proper tripod use by David Swindler. He was the owner of the local photography tour company, Action Photo Tours (who I booked a tour with a few days later). And you know, tripods aren’t rocket science, but he offered some pretty helpful tips. After that, it was lunch time! So I skedaddled out of there and took the RV down to Little’s to get it repaired.

The guy recognized me right away. I told him I needed a ride back to Kanab for the conference and would be back later in the afternoon to pick up the RV. I gave him my phone number and asked him to call or text when it was done. Then, I think it was the owner, gave me a ride back to the conference center. They were so nice and very helpful. They didn’t have to offer me a ride, but they did just the same.

I got back to the conference with plenty of time to spare. I even had time to have the box lunch they provided. I chose the “gluten free” option for all of my meals there. Gluten free isn’t exactly low carb or Keto, but I figured it would have less carbs than the regular meals. Lunch was a sandwich, cold cuts and cheese, chips, pickle, soda, and a Kind bar. I took the bread off and ate the meat and cheese roll-up style, ate the pickle, and the Kind bar (uh oh), and gave away the chips. It was a good lunch.

After lunch it was a panel discussion about creativity and artistic vision, with David Johnston moderating. I needed all the help I could get out of this talk. 😊 Afterwards was a talk by Eric Bennett, a very talented photographer, who, before this conference was announced in May 2019, I had never heard of. After they announced the conference, I went to follow all of the presenters on social media to get to know their work. Since I started following him, I have become a big fan. Its amazing. I was excited to hear him speak. After that was Phill Monson, who was one of the founders of this conference and a great advocate for nature and the environment (he may be better known as Nigel the Litter Hunter). But his talk was about being a better steward of nature. I think there were less than 10 people in that talk, and that bothered me. Not sure what else was going on opposite this, but I really thought that being nature photographers more people would be interested in this. Guess not…

After Phill’s talk, I got the nerve to talk to him about Nature First. I told him I was one of their advocates and that I had brought with me a bunch of stickers and principles cards that Scott Bacon had given me in November; and that if he wanted, I’d give them to him to put out on the display table. He said “absolutely!” I explained that they were in my RV which is getting repaired now but would bring them to him when I got my RV back.

After the last session, we had an hour break to peruse the vendors’ tables and mingle. I took this opportunity to give Little’s a call and they said my RV was ready. I asked if they could send someone to pick me up at the conference center, and they said they’d send someone over right away. I met one of the ladies out front about 20 minutes later and she drove me back. I spoke with the RV guy, and he said my stove wasn’t broke, but that it needed to be lit it in a specific way to get it started. Something the Cruise America guy neglected to show me, and they neglected to provide a lighter, which was also necessary. I assumed it was an easy turn, click, ignite, like a gas grill, but it was more complicated than that. He also said the spare tire on the vehicle only needed air, and the original tire had a bad valve stem. They fixed the valve stem and put that tire back on the vehicle. Then returned the spare to the spare-tire mount on the back to be used as a spare again, if needed. That was a load off my mind. I thanked them very much and went on my way. Back to the conference center for their special dinner and talk by none other than the great Art Wolfe!

Back at the conference, I remembered to grab my Nature First stickers and principles cards to give to Phill. I made it there just in time for dinner. I was supposed to get chicken but had roasted beef filet tips instead, with a salad and mushrooms. There were potatoes and cornbread muffins, but I didn’t eat those, nor the dessert, but I had plenty with what they did serve. It was very good. Then it was time for Art! He’s been to just about everywhere in the world, and photographed just about everything, landscapes, people, wildlife, abstracts. You name it, he’s photographed it. His presentation went for nearly 2 hours. What an amazing life he’s led so far, and still continuing to lead.

Dinner!

While watching in the darkened room, I noticed people coming in the doors behind me. I noticed one behind me was David Johnston who I had been watching on YouTube for a while now, ever since Jason Eldridge from my camera club had him on his podcast. When the talk was over, I introduced myself and we chatted for a minute. He mentioned that he woke up at 4am to drive up to Bryce to photograph the sunrise and ran into snow! That’s dedication! I figured he wanted to meet up with the rest of the presenters and meet Art so I thanked him for being at the conference and to enjoy the rest of his trip.

Afterward people gathered around to get his autograph and chat, but I needed to get back to the campground so I could get my RV parked and hooked up before it got too dark. Made it in time. Stopped by the office and picked up my rental lens that had been delivered earlier in the day. I got backed in with no issues, and level on the first try! YAY! I hooked up the electric and water and hurried back in to get that furnace started. It was COLD! The rest of the night I enjoyed the free wifi and processed some images from the past week. Then it was on to bed. Early morning and I was walking to the center. I needed to have my cold weather gear ready.

Glad my 80-400 Nikon lens arrived ok. I’d need it for the upcoming week.

2021 Desert Southwest Trip - Day 6 - Thursday, April 15th (Kanab, Utah)

(I left you yesterday in the Valley of Fire campground after a day of doing pretty much nothing).

This morning I woke up well after sunrise. It felt good to finally sleep in. Checked my weather app, and it was a little bit chilly. I’m sure once the sun gets higher in the sky it’ll warm up nicely. While checking emails and social media (taking advantage of what was left of my Wi-Fi) I had a bit of breakfast and some coffee; and that’s when it dawned on me… the bighorn sheep! I quickly put on my shoes, grabbed my camera, and ran out the door. And there they were, the same spot as they were the day before, munching away on the bushes. A small crowd had gathered but the sheep couldn’t have cared less. Even though they were docile and otherwise engaged, I didn’t want to encroach on their territory. I’d have killed for a long lens though to zoom in on these awesome animals. But, they were wild, and no matter how oblivious they were to us humans, I had to keep my distance. I did the best I could with the lens I had (and then cropped the crap out of the photos in post. haha).

As the sheep were finishing up and leaving the area, I figured it was time to head back and get ready to leave myself. Another camper saw my camera and pointed out a blooming prickly pear cactus that I may want to capture. Pretty pink flowers, oh yes! Being in a bit of a hurry, I didn’t capture it very well, but it was pretty. It would have been fun looking for more. But… it wasn’t to be.

Just a bit chilly this morning.

Well, good morning Mr. Ram!

At least I got one of their best sides…

Breakfast of champions.

This blooming Prickly Pear Cactus caught my eye.

After that bit of excitement, I packed up for my ‘long’ trip to Kanab. The trip was about a 3-hour drive, approximately 180 miles. I unhooked the water and electricity and made use of my tire gauge. I had to check to see if the spare tire installed yesterday was fully inflated. Surprise, surprise, it was not. 60psi. Ugh… not again… I just hoped the pressure was low because it hadn’t been checked in a while, rather than having issues and was in need of repair. I’d have to stop at the gas station again to fill up the tire before heading out to the interstate. I was getting pretty tired of these tire issues. Arrgghh…

Before heading out I took a few photos of the RV and a video of the campsite.

Can’t beat the views from Valley of Fire, even in the campground! Ol’ Jezebel, looking pretty good in the early morning light.

Back inside, I made sure everything was secured so things wouldn’t be rolling off the counter or seats on my drive. And then I was off! Took a quick pit-stop at the Maverik gas station, again, and pumped up the one bad tire. It seemed to fill up ok this time, I didn’t hear the hissing I heard with the other tire. Perhaps it was the valve stem as the guy inferred the day before. Even though it only went to 70psi, I felt good that it would hold the pressure unlike the other one did. I called the Rental Assistance line again and told them that the spare was not fully inflated and that I was driving on 70psi tires. She assured me it was ok and to check it again when I stopped next. So that was that!

Heading north again on Nevada Hwy 169, where it would eventually meet with the interstate I-15, then I-15 through the upper northwest corner of Arizona; about 30 miles worth. This stretch of highway had some of the most gorgeous scenery; mainly the Virgin River Gorge. I would have snapped a photo with my phone, but, I didn’t want to take my hands off the wheel driving through it. You know a road is getting more sketchy when it goes from 70 mph to 55 mph. It was all I could do to keep my eyes on the road! Haha There’s a little day use and campground area near the northern end of the gorge that I had found when doing my trip research, and really wanted to spend the night. Unfortunately, it’s been under renovations for quite a while. Hopefully, next time I come through here it’ll be open. After the gorge, I was back in Utah. I kept heading north, and just past St. George I exited onto Utah Hwy. 9 and followed that through Hurricane (Utahans pronounce it Hur-a-kin), and then back south onto Utah Hwy 59 into Arizona, again. At the big ‘metropolis’ of Hilldale, UT/Colorado City, AZ, the highway switched to Arizona Hwy. 389. I followed that east to Fredonia where I met up with US Hwy. 89A, and then turned north into Kanab, Utah. Was a nice peaceful ride. No issues with traffic or even the tire. I got used to looking at that ol’ warning light on the dash.

When I got to the southern edge of Kanab, I saw Little’s Diesel Service; this was where I was told to take the RV to get the stove fixed. So I pulled in and told them who I was. They wondered where I was because they expected me yesterday. I shook my head and rolled my eyes in disgust. “No”, I told them, “Cruise America got it wrong. I told them I would be in Kanab on Thursday; today.” Cruise America’s incompetence was unreal. Unfortunately, the RV guy wasn’t there, he was on a call somewhere near the Kaibab Forest. I told them I was staying at the Kanab RV Corral and gave them my numbers (not sure what kind of service I’d have). I also told them about my tire issues, that they too needed to be fixed; and that if Cruise America wouldn’t approve it, I’d just pay for it myself because I wanted ALL my tires, including the spare, to be functional. They said they’d call, maybe even stop at the campground to perform the repair. That would have been ideal.

The RV Corral was only a few miles up the road from there. I pulled in and checked into the campground. What nice folks! So helpful and offered a bunch of options for tours, restaurants, etc. I told them I was in town for a photography conference, and she said others staying there were also going. I also reminded her of the box arriving for me from LensRentals the next day. She assured me she’d keep it safe.

My campsite was right next to the bathrooms/laundry building, which was nice. The campground wasn’t the most scenic place, I mean, it was very clean and well kept (and level), but it was just gravel and in the city. I guess I sacrificed scenery for convenience, which was fine. Perhaps I’d been spoiled by the last three super scenic spots I camped at. But, I was there to attend the conference, and it was close enough I could walk there rather than having to unhook and drive in every day. But even though it lacked the grand scenery, I think I had the nicest tree in the campground right next to me, it had pretty purple flowers. From my research, and confirmation from the campground, it was an Eastern Redbud tree.

Once parked and leveled, I had to do the dreaded tank dump… Eeesssshhhh. Found my box of rubber gloves and put a pair on, found the hose and attached it to the tube that attaches to the waste tanks, and then put the other end down the hole in the ground. “Ok”, I said, as I rubbed and then clapped my hands together stalling, “just gotta release the hounds!” So I went in search of the pull levers for the gray and black tanks, thinking “where did the Cruise America guy say they were again?” I looked and looked all over on the side of the RV. I then cringed wondering if they had been on the other side. But that made no sense (and they weren’t). Then I remembered (ah-ha!) they were in the back. I looked around to see if anyone was watching me (make a fool of myself); hee hee. After I located them, I looked closer, and both levers were identical. I remembered the guy said, “left is black, right is gray”, or did he? WHY DON’T RV MANUFACTURERS MAKE THE LEVERS THE COLOR OF THE TANKS? Seriously! That’s about the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard. You call them gray and black water, why not put a gray and black lever on them! Both levers were black, neither had any writing on them. I would think Cruise America could have at least put some colored tape around part of the lever to indicate which was which, you know, for us part-timers who are clueless. Nope. So… I had to choose, I looked at it in a practical manner, and decided I’d try the left as it was the one directly under the bathroom; path of least resistance, right? So, hopefully, it was the black tank. With my fingers crossed, I pulled the lever… YAY! I chose correctly! How do you know? Haahaa, the nose knows… and that’s all I’m gonna say about that!

(Standing there waiting for the tank to empty, I had visions of an old dumping incident run through my head. When I was a kid, a few years after my Mom & Dad bought their first RV in the late 1970s, our family made a yearly trip from our home in Wisconsin to central Florida during spring break. We went with other families. Once we were leaving a campground, can’t remember where now, but my Dad did his dump duty, and then the other family did theirs while we waited. This friend of my Dad’s was pretty particular about not getting ‘any’ on him. He wore heavy-duty work gloves and rubber boots. He was also pretty cheap “don’t fix it if it ain’t broke” mentality. One of the two connectors on the hose was broken, I guess it had been for quite a while. He had dumped several times with just the one and it held fine. Well, his luck finally ran out. After making a colorful comment about its contents as he pulled the lever, the one connection failed, and the pressure of the release blew the hose off the tube, and sewage flew everywhere. I don’t think I laughed so hard as I did then, I know my Dad didn’t. And did it STINK! Visions like that never leave you. I smiled and thought “I never want that to happen to me, ever!”)

Not hearing any water rushing anymore, I grabbed the hose and shook it, made sure nothing was ‘lingering’ and shut the valve. Next, it was the gray water tank, and that went very smoothly. I went inside and ran some water down the sink and pulled the gray water lever again. When I was sure there was no more water draining, I pulled the hose out of the hole and placed it back in the slot where the hose was stored, and locked it. I gotta admit, I was pretty satisfied with my first dump experience. I took off the gloves and went inside and washed my hands, very thoroughly!

All this time I had been in contact with my friend Delfin, who had also signed up to attend this weekend’s conference, but he had a different vacation planned around it than I did. He booked photo tours and stayed in hotels. He also arrived earlier in the week, so he had been in Kanab a few days before I arrived. He already knew the good places to eat and how to get around. He picked me up with his rental car and we went out exploring.

Seeing it was a bit too early to get dinner, he wanted to find a certain landmark he had heard of. So we drove south into Fredonia. Never did find it. But oh the pretty clouds we came upon. Why didn’t we bring our cameras? SMH… I grabbed a few shots through the windshield with my phone. We then turned around and headed back into Kanab for dinner.

Looked like some angel rising from the desert; or maybe a ghost?

Ohhh, look at these clouds!

We had dinner at this local icon restaurant, the Iron Horse. (https://www.ironhorsekanab.com/) Back in the golden age of Hollywood, Kanab was dubbed “Little Hollywood” because of all the western movies made there. This was a popular haunt of many of the actors back in the day. It may have even been a filming location. I can’t remember where I read that to confirm. But the place was full of lots of old props and décor; it was kitschy-western but the food (and the beer) was great. We had a couple of beers and talked and talked. He told me about all his travels thus far, and I told him about mine. We finally ordered. I had the beef brisket, and oh my God… it was so good! I even splurged and had a real dessert, with real sugar. Ohhh boy… I’ve always loved ice cream, and even more, anything with cinnamon. Cinnamon topped ice cream, oh yes, and it was good!

In-house made vanilla ice cream with cinnamon sauce. YUM!

Afterward, we went out exploring, at least until it got dark. We went east out on Hwy 89 and up in a residential area. It was just beautiful up there. I don’t know why so many people crowd the National Parks in this area, the whole state could be a National Park! There’s no need to crowd into a tiny place when there’s so much beauty everywhere.

On our way back into town, we stopped at a gas station so I could get some cash and quarters for the laundry room. I bought a few things and got my quarters. Then he took me back to my RV. It was PRETTY CHILLY by this time. I think it had dipped down into the 50s by now. I got in and cranked that furnace. Brrrrr. I learned that the laundry room closed at 8 pm, so there would be no laundry tonight. After warming up some, I got my shower bag ready and went to the bathrooms for a shower. I knew it was going to be colder in the morning and I didn’t want to have to deal with a wet head in that 30+ degree (F) temperature. The showers were nice. The short walk back was NOT. Haahaa, damn it was cold!

After I returned I made sure I had all my info for the conference, clothes set out for the day. I didn’t want to forget anything in a rush. Then I took a few minutes to write in my journal about the day’s events before bed. Checked the temperature again, holy moly, upper 40s!

Tomorrow would be a big day; first day of the conference AND taking my RV to the shop. I was interested to see how that’d play out, and if I’d have to miss any of the events. Stay tuned for DAY 7 coming soon!

Brrrr…