While I was writing the Editor’s Log, news came in of the death of one of the all-time great marine photographers and photojournalists Bob Grieser. Bob was a one off, a character. His camera was an extension of his being and his photographs brought sailing to life. He had the uncanny knack of being in the right place at the right time (often at the wrong time for the unfortunate yacht and crew), and his work was published in magazines and newspapers around the world.
I shared many a press boat at the St. Maarten Heineken Regatta with Bob. We’d both shoot the same images only mine never looked like his. He was gifted. A photographer of the old school, he was a snapper at the Washington Star for 15 years before joining the LA Times, where he stayed for 18 years. In that time he covered such diverse topics as riots, war zones in Somalia, and White House events.
He left in 1998 for the excitement of freelancing in the yachting, adventure, travel and leisure industries. Bob was blessed with a wicked sense of humor, and the uncanny ability to bark like a dog, something he did to great effect especially in the company of the opposite sex. It was an honor to work alongside Bob Grieser, with him gone the press boat will never be the same again.