I was shooting through a small window that I had to be careful not to hit with my camera lens; you can see my red jacket reflected in some of the pictures. I was twisting and stretching and contorting in the little seat, and I was surprised to find myself out of breath, as though taking pictures was an aerobic workout. It took me a couple of minutes to realize that it was the altitude – no pressurization in that tiny cabin, and we were at 10,000 – 12,000 feet.
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