Back in a city! Back in Seattle!
Less than 2 weeks of production left on this show.
What an epic summer it has been.
What's next?
Less than 2 weeks of production left on this show.
What an epic summer it has been.
What's next?
Amy Franceschi |
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Back in a city! Back in Seattle!
Less than 2 weeks of production left on this show. What an epic summer it has been. What's next?
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During my first stay in Tri Cities, WA, I was sitting on my hotel rooms patio when I noticed a duck pacing back and forth. It waddled around, sizing me up as I watched in amazement wondering what he was up to. He slowly built up a comfort level and made his way behind my seat into a back corner to sit down. I quickly named the duck Freddy and checked on him every morning and evening before heading off to work. He was usually around, but not always. I began telling my coworkers about the duck and they'd stop by to check him out, intrigued by my new "pet". One of the guys quickly pointed out the coloring on Freddy, suggesting 'he' may be a 'she'. We all began to wonder if she was sitting on eggs. Freddy's name was quickly adapted to Frederica and while she sat in the same spot every day, I never saw any eggs. One night a co-worker accidentally stepped too closely, scaring Freddy away; we finally saw that she was sitting on eggs. During the day when she wandered off, the eggs would be hidden. That was my only glimpse at her future ducklings. Upon hotel check out I informed the front desk that I had a duck named Frederica sitting on my porch and would appreciate if they could her in mind when booking guests in that room. I wasn't sure if she would stay or leave or how other people would react. After a couple weeks on the coast of WA, I was back in Tri Cities; same hotel, different room. On my first night back I wondered over to check on Frederica, she was still there living in her little nest. I saw her around periodically and made sure to say goodbye before I left the hotel a second time. It was fun having a pet duck for a couple weeks, I hope the best for Frederica and her ducklings. Tomorrow I move hotels for the seventh time in three months and I'm continuing to enjoy traveling the state of Washington. Unfortunately I'm heading back to an area I've already been to instead of trampling through new terrain but I'm sure it will be fun either way. I look forward to exploring some off-the-beaten-path mountain towns and hidden lakes I didn't know about before.
For the first time our three production crews are splitting up for weeks. It will be interesting and definitely different. My team will head to two separate areas back in eastern Washington while everyone else heads North. I'm hoping it doesn't feel isolating being in small desert and mountain towns where I only know the 3 people I'm traveling with. It's a bummer to miss out on a possible Vancouver, BC trip but I'll make it there eventually and am really glad I had the chance to go to Portland a few weeks ago. I love being in a city. It's been a good last few days on the coast of Washington. I'll definitely miss driving along the beach and while yesterday was rainy, today's sky made up for it with bright blue popping through layers of all different types of clouds. We're also staying at the mouth of the Columbia River and can essentially watch container ships drive by our hotel. During the right time of year, sea lions are crowding the area but they've been gone since we've been here, which I hear is a good thing since they're noisy. Yesterday included a moment that highlights working with police officers, and it was perfect. We were deep in the forest on top of a mountain on gravel-paved logging roads. I'd been warned about these roads; log trucks come barreling down with the inability to yield to oncoming traffic. Fortunately it wasn't logging season and the roads were mostly deserted. It was a great area to get some good vehicle drive-by shots as well as drone footage. The drone had recently been wrapped for the day when out of nowhere a car flies by on this deserted road. While legal to be back there, it wasn't commonplace this time of year. The officer takes notice of the fairly shady and clearly speeding vehicle and reads the plate number aloud to himself. Everyone immediately snaps into go mode and runs for their designated vehicle. Unfortunately for us, the plate came back clear and at our speed the vehicle was long gone anyway. But moments of adrenaline spikes make the job fun. You never know what will happen next. Always gotta be on your toes ;] I would imagine any beach in the US is a great place to be on the 4th of July. Coastal Washington didn't disappoint, I saw more fireworks in one day then quite possibly my entire life put together. The beach was non-stop fireworks and I had the best view in town; a beachfront office following police officers. The police scanner didn't stop, it was a busy day for all first responders. The beach was packed, alcohol was flowing, and dynamite was exploding in the sky from morning into the night. While the hours upon hours of constant fireworks and trying to listen to an audio feed to take notes of conversations created a bit of a headache, there wasn't a better place around to spend the holiday. With all first responders and local officers working together, everyone survived the night, we got a handful of stories, and I think, for the most part, everyone enjoyed their day. Work can't get much better than this. |
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