The stars had aligned and surprisingly everyone in the usual crew was able to get together. Seicer, Zach, RJ and myself all made plans to meet up on a Thursday evening; one of the first nice, warm and sunny evenings of the spring. As the sun went down we piled into the borrowed 1996 Mazda MPV mini van until arriving at our destination. Like soldiers out of a Blackhawk helicopter in Somolia, we jumped out of the van and hit the pavement armed with our cameras as opposed to assault rifles. Cautiously walking with camera bags on our backs, tripods and flashlights in hand, we approached the target. Our mission had one goal: Reach the top of Mt. Hudepohl.
This past Friday April 10, 2009 I was sitting at my desk listening to the "Bill Cunningham Show" on 700 WLW AM as I often do. I'm a fan of the show as well as many of the other programs on 700 WLW. I had never called into the show or spoken with Bill "Willie" Cunningham before, but the conversation I had with him on Friday would eventually lead to me winding up at the corner of 15th and Vine St. in the heart of Cincinnati's "Over-The-Rhine" neighborhood at the stroke of midnight.