David Rasberry
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Very glad that you are safe and sound back in the arms of your significant other Gibby. Welcome home.
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Hi Red Family! Just now I’m finally able to get back to a computer and visit Red User..
Thank you Christian for starting this thread…the people of Chile are beautiful and my heart goes out to them in this tragedy.
Hi Red Family! Just now I’m finally able to get back to a computer and visit Red User. My deepest thanks to all of you for the very kind words, prayers, and good wishes…over the many miles I could definitely feel your support.
As I mentioned in my text message to Jarred, I feel very badly for the people of Chile. They’ve suffered greatly in this earthquake and the multiple tsunamis it spawned. Please say a prayer or send some positive thoughts to them. In my visit I found them to be very family-oriented, hard working, and friendly – they love life. The images of their suffering that I witnessed will always be with me. They’re strong and will come back – but it will take some time.
Our lives were nearly taken in Chile. We were using Red #5543 to film Peregrine falcons being satellite tagged before they migrate back to North America. Our work was right on the coast about 6 hours southwest of Santiago, just north of a small city on the Rio Maule named Constitution.
Our rooms were in the back a small restaurant, just about 200’ from the ocean, and maybe 8’ above sea level. South of us were large sand dunes. In front of us fishermen would beach their small boats and sell their daily catch. The peace of this setting was shattered at 3:34am on Saturday, February 27. In the pitch dark there came a growing rumble, then the ground began to shake. At first I hoped it would be just a small tremor – but seconds later there came a giant roar, and the ground shook so violently it was impossible to stand up for almost two minutes! Things were crashing and breaking. I said a prayer - the first of many that day and in the days to come. I just knew a tsunami would follow. As the shaking began to ease I could hear the wildlife biologists on the crew yelling something I already knew - that we had to leave quickly! Crawling around the room in the dark I somehow found some pants to wear, and my backpack. Throwing them in our truck outside I crawled back into the dark to rescue Bud Anderson’s Red #5543. Groping in the jumbled darkness of the bathroom my hand found the Red – but no batteries for it. Jumping in the two trucks we had we floored them down a narrow dirt road strewn with cracks, sand, and debris. Those in the 2nd truck later told me they could hear a tsunami crashing ashore right behind us!
The road out was a nightmare of cracks, caved in areas, and tilted sections. We knew we needed to get to higher ground. Turning up one dirt road into the hills we were stopped suddenly by a landslide of boulders and trees. Backing down the hill, we raced to another dirt road and drove as quickly as possible uphill past caved in road banks and fallen trees.
In the clear, dark air on the hill we stopped the trucks. The ground would shake again about every 20 minutes. It was then I realized I was barefoot and without a shirt. A Chilean fisherman in the truck ahead gave me some rubber sandals to wear and I put on a sweatshirt I’d grabbed from the room. We had a satellite phone. I called my wife in California to let her know I’d survived the quake and initial tsunami.
After it got light we cautiously descended the hill, passing multiple groups of Chilean families huddled around small campfires. I’ll never forget the sad, far-away look in their eyes. Their world had just changed.
The flat plain leading over to the coastal sand dunes was strangely different than it had been just the night before the quake. Now there were new lagoons of brown water. We slowly searched our way along the small paved road, which was full of big cracks and sinkholes. Carefully crossing a damaged bridge we rounded a bend to see another huge brown lagoon of water – with the road disappearing into it! Turning back something caught our eye at the river mouth about a kilometer away – another tsunami was coming! We furiously snapped still pics and low-resolution video of this tsunami slamming its way up the river next to us. Crossing the bridge, we stopped, jumped out, and stood there watching this wall of brown water rush under the bridge and disappear round the next bend in the river!
With the ground still shaking in aftershocks about every 30 minutes, some of the crew ventured out to where we’d been staying. It was like a moonscape – the fishing boats were all pushed way inland onto sand dunes, the wooden shacks were all gone, and there was a big lagoon of brown water where there had been no water just the day before. There were some miraculous rescues of a few items of our equipment – a latched Pelican case with a drive and Red LCD inside, our 4-wheeler was on a dune by some fishing boats, etc.
The drive out of the coast area was long and dangerous – bridges out, four wheel drive down dirt roads, boulders across highways, no electricity anywhere, no water, no food, roads washed out, trees and house parts everywhere, and collapsed houses everywhere. I’m a full-tour Viet Nam war veteran. What I saw that day gave me flashbacks to the Viet Nam war. I’m sure these images will stay with me for the rest of my life.
In Santiago we finally found a small hotel to stay at. The aftershocks continued. The airport was closed. But I was now able to send and receive text messages – which was a lifesaver. That’s when I sent the TM on this thread to Jarred, answered one to Ketch, and exchanged tons of them with my wife Pam.
To all – we need to remember to live each day as if it’s our last, and someday we’ll be right. I love life…and its good to be alive. I’m humbled to get more chances to shoot images of our natural world to leave for future generations.
This is Pamala Gibby to all you Red Soldier's out there. I want to thank all of you for the wonderful prayers and support you gave me for my husbands safe return. It was a rollercoaster of emotions and yet I could feel the power of support you sent our way. Steve is an amazing man but there were times that even I wasn't sure he'd make it back home to me.
But he's home safe and sound and we look forward to many more adventures around the world. LOL... but, next time he won't be going without me!
Tiny Red Soldier, Pamala Gibby
People regularly ask me what I plan to do when I retire. I just smile and tell them "Those of us who really love our work never retire!". I plan to travel the world and get beautiful images for the rest of my life.