Vol 1 Issue 7
The reason for this week’s blog, or at least its inspirations are travel, dinners in foreign places and photography. We’ll be traveling to the Mediterranean, and now that I have a site for publishing the backlog of photos, it’s time to get on with it.
I’m reluctantly traveling with my laptop. I’ve heard unsettling stories of US Customs, but without the laptop I’ll feel under-dressed. Like a Millennial without a cell phone. Object lesson, I suppose.
Ah, but my camera…
…has fresh flash cards, spare batteries, and two lens, my workhorse 18-200 mm zoom lens, and the 16-80 mm wide-angle lens used to shooting architecture and exterior space.
Eric Taylor, a professional photographer gave me the wide-angle tip. He still shows our house on his website, which speak to the quality of his work, if not his taste. [laughter and a few groans]
The Nikon D7100 has two flash card slots, and I use them in duplicate mode for redundancy. If one card fails, I still have the second. It’s saved me before, so it’s part of the ritual. The question is whether I’ll blow through all 64 Gb of storage, since I save jpeg and RAW files simultaneously. The jpegs consume more storage space but are faster to sort. I save the low res jpegs to contact sheets using Photoshop, four to a page, print and store them for old age. Opening a zillion 20 Mb RAW files, one at a time is tedious and unnecessary, since I’m only looking for a handful—the best shots.
(But why the hell did I photograph bloody sheep heads in Athens’ main market - and roasted scorpion sticks in Beijing?)
I download each day’s shots to the laptop in the evening as a backup. Eventually they’ll all go to the cloud to Mother Google. God bless her, wherever she might be.
Speaking of photography, the photo on my home page of D and I, plus dogs, was taken by a stranger who noticed me shooting them on Jockey’s Ridge, and volunteered to take a shot of the entire tribe.I did photoshop-out the doody bag lying in the sand, but other than that, he’d taken a great picture. Thanks to a stranger.
The people you meet traveling are worth the whole trip.