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April 25th, 2007

  1. Canon A520

    April 25, 2007 by Gail

    Canon A80 is officially retired

    I just returned from driving a big circle around the city to buy a used Canon A520 from Craigslist to replace the Canon A80 as my main everyday digicam. It’s smaller, lighter, with a bigger zoom. The only thing I’ll miss is the A80′s swivel screen, something I used all the time but I’ll have to learn to live without.

    The A80′s left side on the selection wheel stopped working in Cuba, and last Thursday a bottle of water leaked and flooded my bag. The camera won’t turn on anymore and I can only use it on ‘auto’, which is incredibly annoying because I don’t use cameras that way! It’s also coming apart at the seams (I can lift the whole top of the camera where it meets the flash), and it’s beat up from getting scratched and dropped.

    Today I was on a training course all day at work which finished early, so I took the opportunity to take the Pentax K-1000 to a repair shop to get it cleaned and find out what the technician says about water damage. An overhaul will cost in the neighbourhood of $150, but it doesn’t guarantee that will prevent corrosion stemming from the soaking it got on Thursday. :(

    Walking home, I felt a bit lost without a camera in my bag. I still use David’s camera (Panasonic Lumix DMC-FZ1), but the battery life is atrocious and its performance takes a dive in low light conditions. I larked about in Craigslist, checking out prices for various cameras and I spotted a couple of A520s for sale. I’d already checked out the specs so I knew what I was buying. I replied to the two ads and the first response I got was after 8 o’clock, but by the time we emailed back and forth to make arrangements it was 9:30. I went north all the way to York University to pick it up, but it was the best time since he was moving this weekend and I’m going to flight school tomorrow night for a meteorology class. I was planning to attend tonight’s navigation class, but after today’s all-day course I want to space out the learning a bit!


  2. As One Does In Front of the Sydney Opera House

    April 25, 2007 by Gail

    While I was rooting around through my self-portraits, I came across this oldie from the archives:

    goofing off in Sydney

    May 1992. Wow, this was almost 15 years ago! Japanese tourists took photos of our silliness to show the folks back home.

    I’d been travelling for weeks in a Volkswagen campervan with a Scottish guy named Lachlan and a Dutch guy named Fedor. We left Melbourne on May 3, and if we’d driven straight to Sydney, we’d have made it in about 12 hours. Instead, we camped on beaches and sites all the way along and took our own sweet time. It was Lachlan’s van, but sometimes he got sick of doing all the driving, but neither Fedor nor I wanted the responsibility. Fedor even went as far as giving the excuse that his English wasn’t good enough to navigate, so while Lachlan got stuck with 100% of the driving, Yours Truly got stuck with the navigating (we often argued like an old married couple), and Fedor had the entire back of the van to himself, doing bugger all. Maybe not quite bugger all, since our little van fridge was always stocked with VB (Victoria Bitter), and Fedor was only too happy to have it at his disposal. Which also meant there was far less driving than hanging out at the beach telling tall tales over some tins, because it just wasn’t fair that Fedor had the contents of the fridge all to himself.

    Fun times. They tried to chuck me into the ocean on more than one occasion.

    There are more stories from that journey than I have time to ramble on about tonight — three complete strangers in a van? This is reality-TV material, folks, long before reality-TV — but there was one memorable stop in the Kangaroo Valley where we met two blokes panning for gold. The four of us got together and found the oldest hotel-pub in the area, where Lachlan and Paul taught me to play pool with dirty snooker-type tactics. In those days, winning pool matches meant the loser had to buy pitchers of beer as a penalty, so it really didn’t take long before everyone was well on their way to a morning hangover in the Great Outdoors.

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