We spent a good part of the weekend shooting at Pebble Beach in Bean Hollow State Park. The beach is a tiny one, but it’s incredibly beautiful. I took hundreds of detail shots – and even took the time to process a couple of them on my laptop. Those who’ve been following my blog for some time know that I almost never process images before I get home to my calibrated monitor. I’ll take another look at these once I’m back in Cleveland, and see if they need a bit of tweaking.
Jay and I traded camera’s and lenses near the end of the day, today. He wanted to use the 180mm macro with a 1.6 crop sensor, so I handed over my favorite combo. I took a few shots with his camera, and then put away my gear and headed to the top of the cliffs. I sat down to watch the waves and wait for Jay to finish up – I could see him down below, photographing some of the fantastic details in the rocks.
He turned his head away for just a moment – a laughing child drew his attention – and a gust of wind took hold of my beautiful camera system, and threw it to the ground! I watched it fall, and could do nothing to stop it.
So. The top of the camera is smashed near the flash unit, and will need to be replaced. Although it appears to be fixable, I no longer trust it to do its job when I really need it to work. It can’t be sold, so it will become a spare body. The 180mm seems miraculously intact, despite a few nasty gouges in the lens hood. But we’ll send it in for service anyway – just in case. I can’t imagine it could take a fall like that without some damage to all that glass. I’m sure to have nightmares tonight, after watching it fall. I shudder just thinking about it, now!
And Jay… well. I know how terrible I would feel if I dropped his camera. I can’t be mad at him. Besides. It’s Christmas in July. I just ordered a new Canon 7D to replace the 50D. That should cheer me right up. ;)