A new photographer for the Knysna-Plett Herald was assigned to get photos of an enormous forest fire in Rheenendal. Smoke at the scene was too thick to get any good shots so he frantically called the office to hire a helicopter.
“It will be waiting for you at the Knysna High School sport grounds,” he was assured by his editor. Sure enough, a helicopter was warming up on the field when he got there. He jumped in with his equipment and yelled, “Let’s go! Let’s go!” The pilot seemed frustrated but soon they were in the air and near the fire which was raging for at least a kilometer.
“Fly over the north side of the fire,” said the photographer, “and make three or four low level passes.”
“Why?” asked the pilot.
“Because I’m going to take pictures! I’m a photographer and photographers take pictures!” said the photographer with great exasperation and impatience.
After a long pause the pilot said, “You mean you’re not the instructor?”