My Nikon has been my constant companion since 2005. During its life, it was quite the trooper. Regardless of extreme heat, proximity to monstrously intimidating insects, and prolonged exposure to sea air full of salt and sand, it did its part to capture great photographs.
Alas, the recent trip to Alcatraz seems to have done it in. Perhaps after spending an afternoon in such a bleak place it simply lost the will to live. (Or perhaps it was the strain of hours of use in 100% humidity.) It limped along for a while, but I finally had to accept that my poor old camera has lost all sense of focus and timing.
Goodbye, dear friend! You were my first digital camera; I'll never forget you. And I know that when you look down from that big studio in the sky, you'll be viewing the world at the best possible angle.
Alas, the recent trip to Alcatraz seems to have done it in. Perhaps after spending an afternoon in such a bleak place it simply lost the will to live. (Or perhaps it was the strain of hours of use in 100% humidity.) It limped along for a while, but I finally had to accept that my poor old camera has lost all sense of focus and timing.
Goodbye, dear friend! You were my first digital camera; I'll never forget you. And I know that when you look down from that big studio in the sky, you'll be viewing the world at the best possible angle.