Dartmouth is doing a two-day outdoor festival this weekend.  My call time was 9 AM.  Bear and I built a three-section scaffold out on the Dartmouth Green and loaded a 10K Christie projector onto it.  The Hop has bought another switcher/scalar in a little road case and a couple 16:9 monitors, and a blu-ray player.  Pretty nice, although I would like more analog video inputs  All it takes is VGA, DVI and SDI.

We set it up and had sound and picture by 2 PM, although I didn’t fire the Christie because it was broad daylight and there was no screen.

There was a guy hanging around from a film local down in Maryland.  He is hiking the Appalachain Trail up to Maine.  We had fun talking about all sorts of stuff.  He has this idea of writing a script about the crazy people along the way.  He was talking about the guy that had nothing but a machete and an iPod.  He would use the machete to dig a little pit and cover himself in dirt and leaves.  But he started scaring people by dragging his machete along their tent strings, so they had to take him off the trail.  Or about Mt Greylock in Mass that has a road up it.  And after they hike up it, they get to this monument and there are all these Hassidim there.  The monument says “MASSACHVSETTES” and one of the Hassidim says, “Hey, look, it says Manischevitz!”  And in his movie they all break out into dance.

I got him some food from the catering leftovers for the crew, I bought him a little notebook so he would write this stuff down, and finally I took him into the Hop so he could shower.

I got out my computer and did a little video editing, but then it was time to go back to work.

We got the screen built, 25 feet wide and 14 feet tall and the Christie was barely wide enough to fit.  I had to pull it back on the scaffold planks, and even then it was an inch short on each side.  But no one complained and Jeremy and I felt OK about letting that go.  We played a couple of the videos to make sure it was OK and then we were done.  I shut everything down and we took the screen around behind the stage and tied it off.

Production had bought us some beer and I got the second to last Long Trail, which is a good thing because the only other beer was Coors Light, blech!

And then it was time to drive home.  It was late and I was tired and sunburnt so I went up 91 to 302 to 232 through Groton Forest.