Soldato
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Mmm... I took my 40D+100-400L yesterday for its first outing since March, when my back decided to give me 6 months of agony. I was happy just to be able to carry the darned thing, but after a long, fairly overcast walk, I stumbled across some fish (roach?) trying to climb the pipes in a rather ugly weir.
I spent far longer than I planned trying to get a decent shot, but in the end I overstayed my welcome without much luck in the lousy light, and had to rush to catch a train back home. I usually carry my camera when out in the countryside, but not in built-up areas. So for the walk home it went in the rucksack.
Weary, and way past my bedtime (for working nights) I got to within 40 yards of home when a sudden, disorientating loss of weight from my back was followed by a nasty crunch behind me.
Ah.
After many, many years of careful camera use I managed to damage my SX50 just before my back started playing up. And now there's a 40D + 100-400L sitting on the car park.
To cut to the chase, I had a very lucky escape; the lens is absolutely undamaged. And the camera's almost completely undamaged too! It landed quite nicely on one corner than slapped full length onto the ground, spreading the load.
However the mirror mechanism is messed up. I can take one perfect shot, but the mirror stays up. I can reset it by switching to manual focus, taking another shot, and then the mirror drops down (after a long exposure) ready for another perfectly normal shot.
I am tempted to poke around inside, but when I have a perfectly functional camera apart form that I'm scared of breaking it! So this may be an opportunity to relegate the 40D to wide angle duty, where I can afford a few seconds between shots, and start looking at all those 60D/70D/7D threads again.
File this under cautionary tales. Or clumsy old men.
That's three cameras I've killed or tried to kill in my lifetime.... Praktica MTL-50 in 1984, and now two Canons in 2013. What with my mother being very ill at the start of the year, followed by six months of sciatica for myself, and now this potentially expensive carelessness (I forgot to tie the zip closed as I usually do) and I'm going to be glad to see the back of 2013.
It's enough to make a rational man superstitious!
I spent far longer than I planned trying to get a decent shot, but in the end I overstayed my welcome without much luck in the lousy light, and had to rush to catch a train back home. I usually carry my camera when out in the countryside, but not in built-up areas. So for the walk home it went in the rucksack.
Weary, and way past my bedtime (for working nights) I got to within 40 yards of home when a sudden, disorientating loss of weight from my back was followed by a nasty crunch behind me.
Ah.
After many, many years of careful camera use I managed to damage my SX50 just before my back started playing up. And now there's a 40D + 100-400L sitting on the car park.
To cut to the chase, I had a very lucky escape; the lens is absolutely undamaged. And the camera's almost completely undamaged too! It landed quite nicely on one corner than slapped full length onto the ground, spreading the load.
However the mirror mechanism is messed up. I can take one perfect shot, but the mirror stays up. I can reset it by switching to manual focus, taking another shot, and then the mirror drops down (after a long exposure) ready for another perfectly normal shot.
I am tempted to poke around inside, but when I have a perfectly functional camera apart form that I'm scared of breaking it! So this may be an opportunity to relegate the 40D to wide angle duty, where I can afford a few seconds between shots, and start looking at all those 60D/70D/7D threads again.
File this under cautionary tales. Or clumsy old men.
That's three cameras I've killed or tried to kill in my lifetime.... Praktica MTL-50 in 1984, and now two Canons in 2013. What with my mother being very ill at the start of the year, followed by six months of sciatica for myself, and now this potentially expensive carelessness (I forgot to tie the zip closed as I usually do) and I'm going to be glad to see the back of 2013.
It's enough to make a rational man superstitious!
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