New York November NYC Meet-UP

They are all good, but there's something about a small light kit. NYC is a great place to shoot. Too many opportunities. I'm serious about shooting 12-20 rolls a day, especially if you start shooting 120. NYC is a shooter's paradise.

Yes, that brings up the question of buying the film for the trip. I have a bunch of rolls in my refrigerator but I'll definitely need to buy some more. I could buy the film here in Oregon or buy it at, say, B&H. My thinking is that it would be advantageous to buy it here as we have no sales tax in Oregon 🙂

Ellen
 
Ah, one of the lucky ones with no sale tax. that depend on the pricing in Oregon for film, B&H is
pretty good.

We sure enjoy not having any sales tax here in Oregon. However, the high income tax rates and property taxes seem to make up for not having any sales tax 🙁

I'm actually going to do a comparison tomorrow to see what makes sense economically.

Ellen
 
We sure enjoy not having any sales tax here in Oregon. However, the high income tax rates and property taxes seem to make up for not having any sales tax 🙁

I'm actually going to do a comparison tomorrow to see what makes sense economically.

Ellen

Yea, that figures they got to make it back somehow. B&H is opened on Sunday, but don't forget
closed Saturday.

bob
 
If I'm not mistaken the City will be even more crowded this coming Sunday
NYC Marathon...

Usually I avoid these type of events, but let's see.
I haven't made it to the last meeting at the Photo Plus Expo but since the MM new gear is not of much interest 😉.
 
B&H is opened on Sunday, but don't forget
closed Saturday

Thanks for the reminder. Actually, I won't be in New York City the weekend after I arrive, as we're going to Washington, D.C. for the weekend to visit family. I'll be taking the Bolt bus to D.C. on Friday night.

Can't wait to meet everyone at the meetup on Sunday at Puck Fair!

Ellen
 
Cal, I know that this Sunday's meetup is at the puck fair but what time should I be there? Is it best to come by car? Will it be difficult to get across Avenue of the Americas because of the Marathon? I know, so many questions, but it will be my first time at this meetup.
Russell
 
Cal, I know that this Sunday's meetup is at the puck fair but what time should I be there? Is it best to come by car? Will it be difficult to get across Avenue of the Americas because of the Marathon? I know, so many questions, but it will be my first time at this meetup.
Russell

Russell,

Puck Fair is downtown so you just have to stay below 59th Street and avoid Central Park where the Marathon finishes. I'd avoid driving from Long Island though, if that's where you are coming from. The Marathon uses the lower roadway of the Queensboro Bridge so if you are coming from Long Island you'll have to take the Midtown Tunnel.

The Meet-Up starts at 1:00 PM.

Cal
 
Cal, I am coming from New Jersey. It seems that I will be able to get across 6th avenue as the marathon should be past that point before the meetup starts. Hope there is not too much traffic coming through the Holland Tunnel, will try to go early so I can beat the traffic. Thanks for your reply to all of my questions.
Russell🙂
 
Six years ago I completed the NYC Marathon without any training, and it was one of the high points in my life.

I first wanted to complete the NYC Marathon the first time I was a spectator, but because I'm a lazy slacker I couldn't dedicate the time to get up early and perform all the events needed to qualify, but one Friday (like today-just before the event) a friend of mine, who is a very elite runner, offered me his bib so I could run in his place because he had over-trained, run himself down, and was too sick to compete.

Basically I had one full day to get ready to run a Marathon. I use to race bicycles, and I was in decent shape for a 49 year old, and I still jogged 5-6 miles three times a week to stay slim, but "Maggie" expressed her concern that I might complete the 26.2 miles and die at the finish just like in the original legend. "Maggie" made me promise not to race, but on the Staten Island Ferry this stoner I met who offered me some hash brownies told me that if I complete the marathon under 5 hours that my name would get published in a special section in the New York Times, and I knew I would have to break my promise.

Anyways at the start on Staten Island I could see that I was placed pretty close to the front of the almost 40 thousand runners and the frontrunners were within sight. On the Varrizano Bridge I started off kinda slow to warm up on the ascent, but I also had to avoid being trampled by faster runners. I ran behind a pace team (two guys that ran side-by-side) drafting them, and the triangle we made diverted runners around us. Our pace was a 4 hour marathon.

At about 2 hours into my race I had settled into maintaining a 4 hour pace. I had a RFID chip on my running shoe that gauged and monitored my time, and it was linked to "Maggie's" Blackberry. At the approprite time "Maggie" would wait on the corner of South 2d Street and Bedford in Williamsburg near where we lived to cheer me on, and because of the rapid updates I would later learn that she said to herself, "That fxxxer is racing." LOL. I emerged out of the pack before she saw me, I kissed her and said, "I have to go," before she could yell at me.

Then I made a fatal mistake. I stopped and waited for about 7 minutes for a Porta Potty to pee in Greenpoint near the halfway mark, meanwhile Lactic Acid levels spiked. The second half of the marathon I knew was going to be painful. On the Queensboro Bridge I had to stay on the verge of cramps to work off the buildup basically juggling pain. If I stopped I would be done.

Somehow I made it to Central Park, and if it were not for the crowds of spectators I wouldn't have been able to go on. My pace became mighty slow, a mixture of walking and jogging, but I still remained within reach of finishing under 5 hours.

I saw a sign that said 4 miles to the finish and checked my time on my Rolex. I had to make time to reach my personal goal, but I already was mighty beat up. I started running to make up the time, then I saw that same sign again "4 miles to finish." I realized that I was hallucinating. I started cursing, "God-damn-it, Central Park is not that big," I said, and I picked up the pace.

Somehow I am no longer in my body, and all the pain and tiredness is behind me. I check my Rolex. I had set the bezel on my Submariner when I crossed the start, but I did not take note of the seconds. It was me against time, I entered a reality that was very much like a vortex, and reality got real blurry. I concentrated on just my breathing and simply ran as fast as I could.

The next day I couldn't walk. I had to use my upper body to pull me up any stairs. I called into work and told my boss I wanted a sick day, and because he is a jerk he suggested that I take a vacation day, but I told him, "If my head hurt and I had a head ache you'd give me a sick day. My legs hurt so give me a sick day."

A week later in the Sunday Times I would learn that I completed my marathon under 5 hours by just 24 seconds.

Cal
 
Six years ago I completed the NYC Marathon without any training, and it was one of the high points in my life.

I first wanted to complete the NYC Marathon the first time I was a spectator, but because I'm a lazy slacker I couldn't dedicate the time to get up early and perform all the events needed to qualify, but one Friday (like today-just before the event) a friend of mine, who is a very elite runner, offered me his bib so I could run in his place because he had over-trained, run himself down, and was too sick to compete.

Basically I had one full day to get ready to run a Marathon. I use to race bicycles, and I was in decent shape for a 49 year old, and I still jogged 5-6 miles three times a week to stay slim, but "Maggie" expressed her concern that I might complete the 26.2 miles and die at the finish just like in the original legend. "Maggie" made me promise not to race, but on the Staten Island Ferry this stoner I met who offered me some hash brownies told me that if I complete the marathon under 5 hours that my name would get published in a special section in the New York Times, and I knew I would have to break my promise.

Anyways at the start on Staten Island I could see that I was placed pretty close to the front of the almost 40 thousand runners and the frontrunners were within sight. On the Varrizano Bridge I started off kinda slow to warm up on the ascent, but I also had to avoid being trampled by faster runners. I ran behind a pace team (two guys that ran side-by-side) drafting them, and the triangle we made diverted runners around us. Our pace was a 4 hour marathon.

At about 2 hours into my race I had settled into maintaining a 4 hour pace. I had a RFID chip on my running shoe that gauged and monitored my time, and it was linked to "Maggie's" Blackberry. At the approprite time "Maggie" would wait on the corner of South 2d Street and Bedford in Williamsburg near where we lived to cheer me on, and because of the rapid updates I would later learn that she said to herself, "That fxxxer is racing." LOL. I emerged out of the pack before she saw me, I kissed her and said, "I have to go," before she could yell at me.

Then I made a fatal mistake. I stopped and waited for about 7 minutes for a Porta Potty to pee in Greenpoint near the halfway mark, meanwhile Lactic Acid levels spiked. The second half of the marathon I knew was going to be painful. On the Queensboro Bridge I had to stay on the verge of cramps to work off the buildup basically juggling pain. If I stopped I would be done.

Somehow I made it to Central Park, and if it were not for the crowds of spectators I wouldn't have been able to go on. My pace became mighty slow, a mixture of walking and jogging, but I still remained within reach of finishing under 5 hours.

I saw a sign that said 4 miles to the finish and checked my time on my Rolex. I had to make time to reach my personal goal, but I already was mighty beat up. I started running to make up the time, then I saw that same sign again "4 miles to finish." I realized that I was hallucinating. I started cursing, "God-damn-it, Central Park is not that big," I said, and I picked up the pace.

Somehow I am no longer in my body, and all the pain and tiredness is behind me. I check my Rolex. I had set the bezel on my Submariner when I crossed the start, but I did not take note of the seconds. It was me against time, I entered a reality that was very much like a vortex, and reality got real blurry. I concentrated on just my breathing and simply ran as fast as I could.

The next day I couldn't walk. I had to use my upper body to pull me up any stairs. I called into work and told my boss I wanted a sick day, and because he is a jerk he suggested that I take a vacation day, but I told him, "If my head hurt and I had a head ache you'd give me a sick day. My legs hurt so give me a sick day."

A week later in the Sunday Times I would learn that I completed my marathon under 5 hours by just 24 seconds.

Cal

Your kidding right?? Cal I always knew you were crazy but that story takes the cake. Running a marathon with no training or prior prep under 6hr?? Your fitness levels must be through the roof. Serious respect but PLEASE do not do that again. We all like to have you around for a long time to come
 
Your kidding right?? Cal I always knew you were crazy but that story takes the cake. Running a marathon with no training or prior prep under 6hr?? Your fitness levels must be through the roof. Serious respect but PLEASE do not do that again. We all like to have you around for a long time to come

Pro-Mone,

Under 5 hours at the age of 49 only 6 years ago.

Fitness levels when I was younger and a bicycle racer was blood pressure 100/60 and a resting pulse under 40.

Cal
 
And even though Cal is an exaggerator of the finest kind (and I say this as a fan of your stories Cal), I believe him on this since I have never seen him have an issue stamina wise and I know he puts in the work exercise wise.
 
And even though Cal is an exaggerator of the finest kind (and I say this as a fan of your stories Cal), I believe him on this since I have never seen him have an issue stamina wise and I know he puts in the work exercise wise.

Oh I believe him. I still remember the death march from last year in 100F heat for 4 straight hours.
 
Oh I believe him. I still remember the death march from last year in 100F heat for 4 straight hours.

Pro-Mone,

That wasn't one of the smartest things we did. LOL. I remember you were concerned about me getting heat exhaustion, when it was you who was dying.

Also know that I took John through worse. During the Great Recession all the places to get water were closed and the only water available was from Newtown Creek, LOL.

Cal
 
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