“db, I tell all the guys all the time to just stop and look around; we are all just visitors here, enjoy the ride.”
Overstreet, ‘Street as I know him, is sipping some energy drink; he and our good friend, Steve Bowman, just weighed in a 9-pound sack, good enough to be in the money, me I caught one fish, it weighed .9 pounds but the 90-degree heat was to much for this beat up body so I was back on shore and in a/c by 11 a.m.
Normally, ‘Street and I work pretty much all the events together, but don’t get to hang around much; he does his thing, I do mine, and then we leave for the next B.A.S.S. gig.
Today, though, we were competitors, are friends, and so I had the chance to talk with him a bit.
‘Street: “Even though I don’t have a camera, I still see things as scenes, as photographs.”
“You remember this morning at launch.”
“Yeah, man, what was it that had the two of us turn at just that exact moment and look at each other; to me, that’s a moment frozen in time.”
“ You know, ‘street, in a weird sort of way I think those frozen moments in time are a gift from the universe; it is as if the universe wanted us to slow down for a second just so that we could see just how good this could be, how great life could be if we all could just make those moments stretch out.”
“Man, I’m fascinated by the frozen moments in time, that 1/1,000 of a second that will never happen again and that most people will never get to see. Tell you, I almost get emotional when I’m shooting the winner on the stage and I have the camera on burst shooting one frame after another; back in the room when I look at it frame by frame, I can see the guys facial expression change in EVERY frame as he realizes what’s just happened.”
I think when that happens, an innocent look between friends, between strangers, that 1/1,000th of a second happens because the universe doesn’t let anything else get in the way of the moment.”
“…It's moments like this that make me wish I could freeze frame time …”