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The JLT Mission | A few photos
Originally posted at www.fiestauvs.com
Sometimes when you are in the moment, you fail to recognize the full impact of an experience. It all may seem pretty normal and mundane as you live out the details.
When you have a chance to reflect, it becomes more and more apparent just how unique it was. This was one such experience and this is the Jesus Loves Tractors photo post.
The Fiesta at the first shoot of the day, Tucker Farms just north of Saranac in Gabriels, NY.
This is one of the money shots of the day, a 1944 McCormick. This tractor is still actively used on the farm. The photo is in front of the Great Corn Maze, check it out at www.tuckertaters.com
An International 966 hooked to the potato harvester in the field. Tucker Taters grows those blue potatoes that you eat while Jetting with my friends at Jet Blue. I must say that this vintage of International is easily my favorite tractor. Yes I messed with the colors a bit on this photo.
Later in the day, one of the farmers stated, "You don't break it, if you don't use it." All the tractors were shot are hard at work on a daily basis and show the wear.
Surprisingly this is the only white Case that we got footage of.
Getting the shot of a big ole Ford hooked to the instrument of evil, the baler. The one unequivocal truth of farming is that when storm clouds arise in the distance, the baler will instantly become a tangled mess of hay and twine.
If you look closely near Sven's feet, you can see the laser level. The grips ensured that camera was always in the same position relative to Sven. Good on you mates.
This old and painted Case lived a previous life at the Plattsburgh Air Force base.
Sven's Kobuta shot after the monsoon subsided.
The man doesn't just sing great song, he also moves dirt and stuff. The door of his very Euro looking dump truck.
The youngest member of the film crew, Lila, on set in Lake Placid.
You can see the ski jumps of Lake Placid in the distance. Still one of the more impressive things I have seen. You have to be nuts to jump off of those.
This is my favorite tractor and shot of the film, an old school Ford at the Sherman Farm in Westport, NY.
and again.
I really like this classic photo of the Massey Ferguson. You could spend a lifetime taking photographs of farms and never get bored. There is such a great variance of colors and tones.
The top secret, most epic cabin on the back end of my mother's property. We rolled in at around 8 and ferried the crew up in the Ranger. My mother had the fire stoked and chili heating, a perfect end to a great day.
My mother's Deere parked in the "Brown" barn.
Cows and hay wagons, you can't have a farm video without them.
Day two and the sun came out. Mike told us there would be a big tractor stuck in the mud down there. We found it.
Key Grip, Rawlings, had to don the specs to find the laser on the second day.
You can't tell but I am sitting in the back of my mother's truck shooting the final shot of the film.
Sven was very proud of this t-shirt. Of course he was, why wouldn't he?
Okay now you can see the truck and if you look closely another classy piece of evidence, any guesses?
All done.
Fiestamovement 5 | Forever Searching
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The Fiestavus Vermont Comedy Tour
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One Car Parade (the making of)
Originally posted on fiestavus.com
IV. The Wind in the Weeds
After running significantly over budget on explosives and behind schedule due to the director's ego swelling post, the bad colonies moving picture studio proudly releases "IV. The Wind in the Weeds". As with "Hey, Rube", it is highly recommended that you follow the below instructions to maximize your viewing pleasure.
Please note, this is NOT an official FiestaMovement video (take that youtube users that wondered what Hey, Rube had to do with the car)
1. Watch video below. (Note the inclusion of a standard quality version for the slow kids)
2. Think to self, option A: WTF? or option B: Damn, and I thought the last one was wack
3. Read this full post.
4. Watch again and state to self, "Ahhhhh, this makes perfect sense" (sarcasm optional)
Enjoy, comment, and send on to others, lots and lots of others.
The Director, Seth
Hey, Rube - a bad colonies short
Full blog post with detailed explanation at www.fiestavus.com.
Finally after a long and excruciating wait, bad colonies proudly unveils the epic "Hey, Rube". In order to optimize your viewing pleasure, it is highly recommended that you proceed as detailed below.
1. Watch video below.
2. Think to self, "WTF?"
3. Read the full post.
4. Watch again and state to self, "Ahhhhh, I think I get it."
Enjoy, comment, and send on to others, lots and lots of others.
Rube Goldberg Mission | A day of filming
Originally posted at www.fiestavus.com
Yesterday a cast of thousands three gathered at the bad colonies movie studio to film what will surely be the second most anticipated movie of the year (Where The Wild Things Are wins top title). I spent the previous days tolling away with the Executive Producer (Isadora) to create a set of epic proportions and a breakfast machine that actually worked, sort of actually worked. Despite the muggy conditions and a looming actors strike for wine and beer, we marched through the complexities of the script and captured some amazing shots. The video is currently in the bad colonies editing studio high up in the mountains, but here are a few photos to hold you over.
Liam getting into character, any guesses?
This was the first day that I parked the Fiesta on the street, so many people stopped to look and take photos that multiple accidents nearly occurred. Of course they may have been rubber necking at the oddly dressed folks hanging out in front of my house.
The Dudely one, Dominic, hamming it up in between scenes.
The final member of the cast, the lovely Jennifer Beck as "The Mannequin", hanging with the executive producer.
Production assistant Bob (the dog) and I set up the opening machine shot.
The Executive Producer barking about us being over budget (by $9) and behind schedule (she was getting really hungry) as I set the skate camera for The Mannequin's big scene.
The Writer/Director with the Mannequin, I heard there was an on-set romance...
The Executive Producer stoked that we finally wrapped it.
THE MACHINE
I will give the person that can guess the correct operation of this thing a 40 of Steel Reserve. Yes the full 40 oz.
This shot shows steps 3-5. I will break it all down once the video is released.
Paying homage to GI Joe and the fine Fensler videos.
The cooking set-up with ample pop culture props slyly placed through-out the shot. My favorite is the Muscle guy.
The big finale, take note of the glasses.
Random props.
Testing, a lot of eggs perished in the making of this video.
Enjoying the fruits of the machine.
THE SKATE CAMERA CRANE
This lamp broke while I was in college (10 years ago), I was never sure why I kept it.
But with a little imagination and a drill, the old lamp became a minature camera crane.
Here is the crane in use. Since Isadora now has the best skate set-up, we used her deck over mine (pictured previously).
The Endless Winter Super Post including the Video
We left Vermont in search of the season's last snow and returned with a revived appreciation of our country. We drove more miles in a week than anyone should ever take on. We violated the cardinal rule of travel by zooming through amazing park after amazing park without stopping to sop up the deliciousness. And yet we managed to discover so much and rallied a love that refuses to perish.
Final Stats: 6400 miles, 8 days, 3 days snowboarding on 3 separate mountain ranges, 15 states, way too many hours of driving, 3 nights camping, 2 nights sleeping in the car, one Orwell Memorial Day parade, and one couple that rediscovered their country and themselves.
VIDEO: Mission 1: Endless Winter
Original Video Post
ESSAY: A Road Trip of Rediscovery
A little farther down I80, we screamed out onto the Bonneville Salt Flats and were completely awestruck. The spectacle of pure, flat plains of white stretching out in all directions is something that has no equal in my memory bank. The phrase, "I wasn't expecting this at all" kept creeping into my head and I started to question my views on this trip and the country as a whole. Obviously, I have heard of the Bonneville Salt Flats. I am a slight fan of speed and absolutely loved the the movie, "The World's Fastest Indian". But like many of the amazing places in America, I have been complacent about its existence. Seeing it in the movies and knowing that it was in my backyard seemed adequate enough, I didn't need to seek it out for the in person experience. I was wrong, like most things of grandeur you need to see them first hand to fully appreciate the beauty and majesty. Jen didn't know it at the time and honestly I probably didn't either, but at this point we set out to see as much of America as possible while getting in a few days of snowboarding along the way.
Photo Posts
Head West Young Man (and Woman)
I smiled and laughed to myself, the trip had just started and we were already behind schedule. I was sitting on the orange line of Boston's T, heading out to Stoneham Ford to pick up the Fiesta. I laughed because the adventure was underway and there was no reason to stress. This is the journey. Photos only for now, text laters...
Snowbird Photo Post
We arrived in the Snowbird parking with a sense of accomplishment and relief. We left Vermont at 9 pm on Friday evening and showed up in Utah a mere 41 hours later. We were sort of rested from our car based slumber in Cheyenne and mostly clean from the fine water of Little America. Excitement quickly wiped away all other feelings, we were not just here to visit, we were here to snowboard in May. Epic.
Utah to Mammoth via Reno Photo Post
When we started dreaming up this trip, the primary driving force was snowboarding. We set out to ride as much terrain as possible in a relatively short clip of time. Somewhere along the line, the riding became a secondary player and the vast countryside of the America took the lead.
I stand here with my hand up, admitting my guilt to the world. For all my travel and supposed culture, I had become complacent and under appreciative of my homeland. This trip has ignited an interest and a desire for further exploration. More to come.
Mammoth Photo Post
After a long and spectacular day of driving from Reno to Mammoth, we were greeted with sleet/rain/horizontal wind at the ski area. It was 1 pm and like a true east coaster, I waited it out. Things looked better at 2, so away I went to get my 2 hours of fun in. Unfortunately the management of Mammoth had other plans and informed me that their hours had recently changed to 7:30-2pm. Skunked.
We returned today to gorgeous weather and prime spring snow. Sensationally sensational.
Mammoth to Zion via In N Out Burger Photo Post
With the adrenline still flowing from an epic day of riding at Mammoth, Jen and I saddled up the Fiesta and departed the pomp of Mammoth Lakes. The trip's focus had shifted from riding as much as possible to rediscovering the grandeur and beauty of our homeland. With this in mind, we charted a course for one of the most beautiful national parks in the country.
Zion Photos Only
I have been hearing tales of Zion National Park for many years now. It seems to be universally praised by the well traveled. Our original plan did not allow time or proximity to visit the park. However as we progressed across the land, our focus has shifted slightly. This opened up a window of opportunity to visit the famous spectacle of geological wonders. These are the photos minus text. Enjoy.
Zion to A-Basin
It took a bit of effort to pull away from Zion and concentrate on the long drive to Colorado. Both Jen and I were completely blown away by the scale and beauty of the landscape. There is little doubt that we will spend an extended stretch in southern Utah at some point.
We drove up old 89 to see a bit more of the countryside. It is amazing that you can start the day in amber colors of Utah and end in the snow of Colorado.
A-Basin
We went from 90F to 28F in a few hours. The temperature and the snow/rain drove us into a hotel for the evening in Frisco. The full night of rest did us well and we made it to A-Basin early in the morning. The difference in weather was as striking as the change in atmosphere from the other ski areas. It was nice to get away from the scene and get back to a more Vermont feel. Unfortunately the weather changed to match as well. Epic greybird with ample rain to greet the weary travelers. We trooped on and were rewarded with a parting in the clouds.
