Flying into or out of the Northeast during winter is always a dicey proposition and we spun the wheel again recently with myself on one flight, our director Peter Cumbo on another, and 4 crew members on another flight – all on an early morning in Buffalo when it was below zero degrees. Below zero degrees is really not good for planes.
I got a text as I was waiting for my flight to board from Nikki saying their plane was “frozen.” They were delayed, and this was an omen for the rest us us flying out a little later than them. My plane was de-iced twice, once again completely after the pilot in the next frozen plane over radioed our pilot that “they missed a spot” (I guess that’s a good thing.)
We finally made it to the runway after being completely slathered with de-icer, throttle up, and, throttle back down. Ruh roh! Maintenance was asking for our plane to return. Great.
Apparently, Heisenberg was on our flight, unbeknownst to me, and he was not happy about having to deplane. So we waited, and had to board a different plane just in time for me to miss my connection in NYC, and have an adequate salmon dinner at the Radisson where I slept that night.
To make a long painful story a little shorter, WE had to book a new flight (thanks, Delta) so I could get into Scottsdale in time to prep for our 2 shoot days and was greeted with a nice Arizona sunset and a delicious tea based beverage, courtesy of JR Kraus.
We made it! And made much footage of MLB players at our most favorite baseball facility in the whole world, Salt River Fields.
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