One night, I finish up with a hard core session of “jumpin and screamin” in other words a vigorous workout, and I jump in the shower at my dorm. I’m washing my hair (completely doused in shampoo) when the fire alarm goes off. At first the drill didn’t register and I continued to rinse out my hair. Then this girl shouts in the bathroom, “Fire, everyone get out now.”
“Oh no,” I thought.
So I grab my towel (my clothes were in my room) wrap it around me and take off. Without any shoes, clothes on, and soap all over my body I race down the eight fight of stairs and out into the snow and crowd standing on the sidewalk. To say the least, not too many people had their eyes on the supposedly burining down building. Only when the adrenaline in my system disapated did I realize the only thing I had on was my towel amongst a hundred other students. You can imagine how embarrassed and down right terrified I was. That was the most embarrassing thing I have ever experienced!

Oh by the way….it was a drill. No fire.





One thing that I noticed on campus, was the un-godly amounts of posters littering the walls, light posts, and doors of every building. I never realized the amount of fun, interesting, and even weird events that took place in college. There were posters advertising concerts, things for sale, outdoor events, and food. One particular day, on my way to class, I happened to scan over a billboard full of posters, and saw the word Banff. I did a double-take and looked a little closer. The Banff Mountain Film Festival was coming to town in January.

The poster I ripped off the billboard. It's now posted on my board in the dorm. Photo by: Camille Egdorf

The poster I ripped off the billboard. It's now posted on my board in the dorm. Photo by: Camille Egdorf

I ripped down the poster (not supposed to do that) and after class I contacted Travis Rummel in hopes that he would know if Red Gold would be riding on this tour. He shot me a message back saying it would and that I should do the intro/outro for it. I was rather taken aback by his suggestion at first, but quickly snapped out of it. “Comm’on Camille, this is a neat opportunity for you,” I thought to myself. So I shot a message back saying, “Hell Yeah!”
The night of the show, I met up with Charla (the road warrior for Banff), and she gave me the low down on what to say once I got up on stage.
“Just speak from your heart,” she goes.

“Alright, that seems like a pretty easy thing to do,” I thought. I was wrong.

The beginning of the show was amazing. It was my first time to the Banff Film Festival so I had no idea what to expect. The photography was far beyond anything I had seen before. The Red Helmet was a wonderful flick and if you haven’t seen it before, look it up on youtube. It’s got an amazing story.

Next was Red Gold, and it really hit my heart. It was my first time seeing it on the big screen, and just to hear the music and the gasps from people around me, nearly brought tears to my eyes. Ben and Travis, you guys did an amazing job!!!

After the movie was over, it was time for me to get up on stage. My two buddies I brought along with me wished me luck and off I went. Now I didn’t really have a clue about how many people were there, so my nerves were at a level I could deal with. However, when I got up on stage, I saw 400+ beady eyes staring right at me. My heart stopped, my mouth went dry, and my thoughts were gone. To make it even better, a bright light nearly blinded me. I dug deep, and started talking in a very shaky and nervous tone. A five minute talk ended up being two, and much of what I was going to say was left out. I felt like a deer in the head lights. Although after my talk I did recieve a very hearty applause from the crowd. It really made me feel good, and made me think of Ben and Travis when they recieved a standing ovation at the premeire of Red Gold. What a feeling that must have been.

Once I turned the show back over to Charla, I made a quick escape off the stage and under my breath cursed myself.

“GOSH Camille, you sounded like an idiot up there.”

Intermission quickly followed and then the second half of the show started up. More very good and moving flicks were showed that made me itchy to get out in the woods again.

Going to the festival was a great experience. I’m glad I stepped out of my comfort zone, and got up there on stage in front of so many people. It was an honor to speak on behalf of Red Gold, and meet the people who show it around the world. Thanks Charla for getting me up there on stage and also for the quick bite to eat afterwards. I still think you have a pretty sweet job!!

If the Banff Mountain Film Festival is coming to your neck of the woods! I highly recommend you check it out!




Go Cats!


Unfortunatley, as usual all good things must come to an end and it’s time to go back to work. For me it was back to school. I left Redding the 13th of Dec. and made the long treck back to my home state of Montana. After a few weeks of hanging out with the folks and gathering my bearings for college, I packed my bags, threw them into the “Ford Ranger” and took off for Montana State University in Bozeman.

 Once in Bozo, I tackled the task of signing up for classes, and transferring all my financial aid. Both of which proved to test my patience to the fullest extent. If theres one thing about MSU, it is extremely un-organized. Scheduling for classes was very sketchy for not very many classes were open for new students, so on the day of registration I was on the door step first at 7 am so I could insure that I had a spot in the classes I wanted. To make a long story short, the first three days of college were hair raising.

For this first semester I’m living in the North Hedges dormitory. I had never been there before, so I wasn’t quite sure what to expect, but once I opened the door to my new room my eyes nearly popped out of my head. The room was TINY!!! A bed frame, small desk, and closet made up my side of the room (same on the other side). It was then that I thought about my room mate. ” I sure hope she’s cool, because it’s going to royally suck if we hate eachother.”

Roomies!  Photo by: Camille Egdorf

Roomies! Photo by: Camille Egdorf

The view from my dorm room. Bozo had a massive snow storm that rocked the town for several days.  Photo by: Camille Egdorf

The view from my dorm room. Bozo had a massive snow storm that rocked the town for several days. Photo by: Camille Egdorf

My room mate goes by the name of Ashley, and to my releif, she’s pretty awesome. She grew up in Culbertson (a small town in Montana) and had been in college for two years. To my surprise, we had a lot in common. She likes to fish, loves scary movies (scary movies are awesome), is into horses, and a bunch of other little things. She introduced me to a bunch of her good friends, which I in turn became good friends with. A good friend of mine from high school came to Bozeman to visit, and I figured I would drag him along with me and my new friends for a night out on the town. After a full night of jitter bugging, some “non-alcoholic” drinking games, and pool matches, he comes up to me and says, ” You know Camille, you always manage to be-friend the redneck crowd.” After I heard that I couldn’t help but laugh. What can I say, he was right!

A fun and crazy night with my friends.  Photo by: Camille Egdorf

A fun and crazy night with my friends. Photo by: Camille Egdorf

College classes are, as expected, very different from any high school. For my first semester I’m signed up for four classes. Economics (yuck), Public Speaking, English, and my favorite Photography. One class I absolutely despise is Economics. It’s a two hour lecture with nearly two hundred students. So as can be expected, it is difficult to pay attention at all times. Although my professor is a hippy so there are some commical moments. My photography class is a highlight for me. I’ve always been interested in photography and wish I could at least know what the heck I was doing when I punched the trigger. So far the class has been very beneficial, so hopefully my skills have at least been bumped up a couple levels. My other classes (english and public speaking) are just boring and at times agonizing.