So, P-365 waits idle. Although I've been snapping away, the spirit of the project does not allow for retroactive posting. So, I wait, and wait...
Cruised out to Port Renfrew yesterday. I left my camera bag on the porch and by the time I realized I was at the point of no return. Wandering around sans camera was uncomfortable. I always have it with me. Did I wish I had it? Hell yeah. Was the wandering a little lighter without? Of course. I felt like I was always forgetting something in a backwards sort of way....As I sat I was making sure there was a safe, dry, sand-free perch for my cam. As I stooped over a tide-pool I was weary of not dunking the camera that wasn't around my neck into the salty soup. And scrambling over boulders was a cake-walk when I wasn't worrying about bashing a lens on something hard and unforgiving. But, that phantom weight always hung from my neck...
All that being said, I am most Zen when my camera is close at hand in the car or slung over my shoulder. It was a nice day-trip. The sun sparkled on the blue sea. The greens of spring were infinite but, without my cam, even if I chose not to use it, left a hole in my day.
Peace out,
Allan