This was from the stormy morning that brought the first dusting of snow to the San Juan Mountains in SW Colorado and to Mt Sneffels. Woke up to it raining/snowing and very overcast with the mountains being blocked from view up on the Dallas Divide off Hwy 62. I didn't get out to shoot at first, but slowly the clouds started to turn from plain gray to getting some details in the clouds. So I got out with an umbrella to help keep the rain off of the camera lens and set up to shoot. After a bit in the background area the sun was pushing through and lighting up this back area of the clouds while everything else remained dark and stormy. It was a super cool look, and for a short bit a little later some sun rays shone through before closing back up again.
It was a morning where I was elated that I had chosen to be in a position despite the forecast of 100% chance of rain to where I could shoot. To where my heart fell into my stomach when as packing up to go back to the Jeep, something caught and my almost brand new D850 went smashing down onto the asphalt while still on my tripod.
The mounting bracket on the tripod broke, the camera had gone flying, the lens hood was smashed, and my heart felt totally sick. I picked up the pieces and made my way back to my jeep feeling sick.
Examining my camera, it had fallen somehow on it's top, there were some deep marks and divots on the top where the viewfinder is, and a couple of other scratches. But when I powered it back on, it still took photos, and the photos looked okay. That Nikon D850 may have gotten scarred, but to fall down from a 5 foot height to pavement, and still keep on ticking? That to me was really amazing. Despite the scars, it's still working, and worked great when I went up into the Eastern Sierra to shoot later on. But still, even with it working, knowing how hard it had fallen, enough to break the tripod mounting plate, my heart was in my stomach for days later. I am always very careful, and then I felt so bad at allowing my D850 to get abused. Thankfully Nikon seems to have built it tougher then I am.
Anyway.... so here is the photo, all comments are welcome,
Jim
It was a morning where I was elated that I had chosen to be in a position despite the forecast of 100% chance of rain to where I could shoot. To where my heart fell into my stomach when as packing up to go back to the Jeep, something caught and my almost brand new D850 went smashing down onto the asphalt while still on my tripod.
The mounting bracket on the tripod broke, the camera had gone flying, the lens hood was smashed, and my heart felt totally sick. I picked up the pieces and made my way back to my jeep feeling sick.Examining my camera, it had fallen somehow on it's top, there were some deep marks and divots on the top where the viewfinder is, and a couple of other scratches. But when I powered it back on, it still took photos, and the photos looked okay. That Nikon D850 may have gotten scarred, but to fall down from a 5 foot height to pavement, and still keep on ticking? That to me was really amazing. Despite the scars, it's still working, and worked great when I went up into the Eastern Sierra to shoot later on. But still, even with it working, knowing how hard it had fallen, enough to break the tripod mounting plate, my heart was in my stomach for days later. I am always very careful, and then I felt so bad at allowing my D850 to get abused. Thankfully Nikon seems to have built it tougher then I am.
Anyway.... so here is the photo, all comments are welcome,
Jim
