I head over to the 4th st bridge just before sunset with the idea of longe exposure time to capture car lights in motion. I also wanted to use a low angle so the lights would be in the middle of the frame. So I lay flat on the ground belly down put my camera on top of my bag to keep it stable. I'm at my 2nd to last spot on the sidewalk. A firetruck with his emergency lights flashing is coming up the road towards mecoming into the shot. Wow my lucky day! I press the shutter, 3 seconds later it closes. Thats when I become aware of a car engine running behind me. I thought thats odd theres no place for a car to stop on the bridge. I get up turn around, there's a cop car with two cops lights flashing. I say hey whats going on? Oh we got a call about a dead guy on the bridge.... I thought the pictures turned out good, but one firetruck, one ambulance, and 3 cops cars made my day! Talk about post production adrenaline... dead photographer walking....

I don't know if this has been addressed before but thought it might be fun. Send in your worst/ funniest shooting experiences. I'll start with a situation from yesterday.
I'm waiting late in the day to get a shot of a grist mill with the light getting low so I can take the shot with a really low shutter speed. I see the angle I want but I've got to get below a waterfall to set up my tripod and camera. If anyone knows how slick soapstone is you'll love this. As I approach the "bank" covered with leaves and trying to figure out how to get lower, gravity took over and I slid about 20 ft. down the soapstone into the creek. Fortunately I stood up in ankle deep water. A skinned elbow and a little dirt on the camera, tripod, and bag but the equipment didn't get wet. Can't say the same for my Nike's. Since my shoes were already wet I thought what the hell and wandered up and down the creek to find a good angle. I was losing light rapidly and decided is was time to go. Guess what? No easy exit. Solid soapstone downstream and a dam upstream. NO WAY OUT. There was a tree I could reach almost horizontal from the edge of the creek. Managed to grab a limb which broke off and almost sent me back in the water. I threw the tripod up as far up as I could and put the camera and bag over my neck instead of over the shoulder. After several attempts to use the tree as help for my exit I realized that wasn't going to work. Getting darker. I have my cell phone and consider calling family or 911 but that would be too embarrising. After walking down stream and finding no exit (now the water is about to get waist deep) I went back toward the dam. Finally managed to crawl up the soapstone bank after basically tossing the camera and bag up into some leaves. Went home wet, dirty, and one sorry photo to show for the effort. But, I'm going back to get the shots. More prepared this time.