Camel Bites Steve Hartman in Australia
Day 9: DOCKER RIVER, Australia
We had hoped to pick a subject and start shooting our story today. Instead, we spent most of the day trying to find someone, anyone, willing to cooperate with us.
As of now, the only really outgoing character I've found in Docker River is a camel named Lazarus. He was orphaned a few years ago and raised by one of the locals. He has no fear of humans. Until we arrived, he'd even been considered "friendly." Indeed, residents of Docker River swear he definitely never tried to eat anybody before - at least, not until I came to town.
Cameraman Bob Caccamise caught the attack on Flipcam video. Despite my fears of becoming the laughing stock of YouTube, I've agreed to embed the footage here in this blog.
As for our search for a human subject, by sunset I had assembled a list of 5 people who said they might consent to an interview. They were all still far from being committed.
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If I don't convince at least one person by tomorrow, I'm in deep trouble. I can't believe the CBS News bean counters will take kindly to me spending thousands of dollars on a boondoggle to the outback.
Camel attack notwithstanding, I can't even say it's been a very exciting adventure thus far. There are no accommodations. We have to sleep in the car. There isn't even any place to eat except for a little cinderblock takeout stand. Before I arrived in Docker River, when I thought of dining in the Australian outback, I imagined kangaroo tail and emu drumsticks. The reality is corndogs and fries. I go to bed tonight stinking of fried food and camel drool.
Only thing I need more than a shower -- is a story.