I’ll post next week about my fantastic rock climbing weekend… at this point, on Saturday night, it’s only half over so I’m going to hold off for now. I do have one sad bit of news to share, though, so before I pour my sleepytime tea I thought I’d sit down to post a little tribute to my beloved C-pow.
C-pow has been with me since even before I became a climbergirl. C-pow has traveled all over with me… pre-climbing, she came to Hawaii… since starting to climb, she’s done almost as many pitches as I have, and has been to Joshua Tree, Red Rock, Tuolumne, Lover’s Leap, Squamish, Smith Rock, and other more local rock climbing destinations. She’s lived a hard life… stuffed in the top of my pack, exposed to weather extremes and too many bumps and bruises to count, occasionally even carabinered irresponsibly to a gear loop for a wild ride… she has served me incredibly well, despite all of the mistreatment she’s been subjected to. She’s always seemed happy to be along, and happy to perform…
That is, until today.
Could it be that she just couldn’t handle my temporary dalliance with a newer, bigger, more powerful camera?
Could it be that just her mere presence in Yosemite park was more than her tired, little electronics could handle?
Could it be that I, myself, did her in by leaving her un-batteried for a period of time?
Whatever the cause, my beloved Canon PowerShot A70 is no longer with us. I have gotten abundant grief from you, blog readers, about the lack of photographs for the last few months… finally, last night, some friends offered to loan me a camera since I’m between digital SLRs, and after getting used to shooting with the Canon Rebel XT I’d been lucky to use since last winter, I just couldn’t go back to my little point and shoot, so there it sat.
This morning, getting ready to head to North Bend with Kari, I picked up C-pow, dusted her off, bought nice new batteries for her, and fired her up to take a test shot. Display: garbled static. Test shot: garbled static. Tried replacing batteries, switching out the media, and everything else I could think…
to no avail.
She was gone.
So… alas… early next week, up will go another trip report sans photos. I’m going to work on honoring my loyal C-pow by acquiring a new camera… but first, a brief period of mourning. Was it my fault, or was it just her time? I’ll never know.
Thank you, C-pow, for your many years of dedicated service. Thank you for starting my climbing-area-landscapes-framed-by-dead-trees series… for capturing thousands of pictures of my dog, and hundreds of pictures of other things like pretty places and rock climbers…
You will be missed. Rest in peace, little C-pow.
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