Not quite how it's supposed to go..

[Ralph Turner]

When things don't quite go to plan.... I messed up loading the spiral. I'd loaded quite a bit of it and it felt like it had come to the end, no more coming out of the cassette (or so my tired brain thought). It wasn't until I was playing with the end sticking out of the cassette once back out of the changing bag that I discovered that the film must have snagged on the lip of the cassette. It was definitely NOT finished, as about 8 inches of film slithered forth before my brain registered.... too late. The air turned a little blue before I stuffed it back in the 'bag and managed to load the remainder on to the spiral (just in case there was anything left unexposed). At a quick reckoning I lost about half a dozen frames.

 

[Rob MacKillop]

Oh dear. I feel for you. I did try home development, but found the whole experience too nerve-wracking.

Of course, those half-dozen frames were your greatest ever!

 

[Ralph Turner]

Cheers, Rob. Yes, my masterpieces, worth millions, gone in a flash....

 

[Aaron Quinn]

Dang... I have not done film processing since high school...that was in the late '80s! Sorry to hear!

 

[Ralph Turner]

Dang... I have not done film processing since high school...that was in the late '80s! Sorry to hear!

Cheers, Aaron.

 

[Brian Moore]

Hell that ain't nuthin' Ralph! Not too long ago I developed two 120 rolls of Portra 400 that I had not yet exposed! Yes,...two! As I was winding the film onto the reels it sure didn't feel right, but I convinced myself that Kodak had changed their manufacturing process to make their backing paper remove differently. I hope I never do that again.

 

[Ralph Turner]

Hell that ain't nuthin' Ralph! Not too long ago I developed two 120 rolls of Portra 400 that I had not yet exposed! Yes,...two! As I was winding the film onto the reels it sure didn't feel right, but I convinced myself that Kodak had changed their manufacturing process to make their backing paper remove differently. I hope I never do that again.

Oof... I can imagine the weight of the boulder sat in the pit of your stomach as the reality of the situation dawned...
Portra, too.
As mentioned - oof!