Canon EOS 550D (T2i) · Sigma 10-20mm F3.5 EX DC HSM
10 mm · 1/160 s · f/4.5 · ISO 400
Strobist: Canon 430EX II, 1/16 power, STO-FEN diffused, on camera
This was, I believe, the fourth or fifth Zombie Walk I shot, and I see it sort of like a protest or demonstration march, only slower-moving, with more moaning and blood.
I did, indeed, shoot many photos this time ’round, but I prefer to keep a certain standard of SFW-ness on my phlog, and the rest of the photos were all so . . . bloody . . . that you may see them here shouldja have the stomach for it.
I started, as ever, at City Hall, from where the walk begins. In an interesting twist, the police routed the walkers behind City Hall and up to Douglas via Pandora.
This, I imagine, was to start thinning the zombies from a blob to more of a line before hitting Douglas Street. In previous years, the mass of bodies exiting the square usually ballooned beyond the sidewalk and onto the road before being corralled back by the police.
In any case, I had to quickly change my plans because I intended to catch the front of the hoard, so I zipped along Douglas and down Pandora to hear the lead motorcycle officer announce through his P.A., “Zombies, follow me!”
Then, in the middle of the closed street, I let the dead overtake me, walking through them like a salmon going upstream, and then I cut down Broad Street at a run, first to catch them crossing Yates Street, then to get ahead of them on Fort.
Seeing some scaffolding halfway up the block, I went in and jammed myself into a doorway so as not to be bitten (or bumped) when the flood reached me.
This enthusiastic group of zomb-ettes led the walk, and charged for me when they rounded the corner, resulting in this shot. The intense light of my flash probably saved me, as they continued past me after a particularly giggle-filled group roar.