There are still certain people who believe an image taken by a camera will steal their souls. However, these individuals are not within my immediate surround which is made up of vainglorious riding buddies and children whoâ€™ve lived their life in the digital world.
One of the joys of digital photography is the immediacy of the whole experience; shoot, review, giggle or sigh and then again, again like an amped up teletubby. The whole anticipation/delay ratio of film never really stacked up for me, especially when the alternative was delivered into a world of now.
My short lived rental (ownership seems too strong a word) of the Canon 300D was mired only by itsâ€™ slow digital processing â€“ especially when compared to my S80 which is lightening quick â€“ small LCD panel and lack of fast FPS burst.
And in an amazing alignment of the karma planets, a chain of events, sales and purchases saw the 300D head northwards to my friend Mark, and a 400D replacement collected over a couple of pints last week from Bez.
As part of the deal, this monster 70-300mm lens (and with a 1.6 multiplier because of the smaller sensor thatâ€™s a whopping 110-480mm) was included which provides sufficient magnification to digitally download someonesâ€™ soul from about half a mile away. If there is ever a proper summers day and naked bathing become fashionably in sleepy Stone, I could get myself into proper trouble.
First impressions â€“ somewhat mitigated by not wishing to drown expensive electronics in the never ending world of wet â€“ are that image processing is as fast as my S80 and everything else is better. Whether this will deliver a similar uplift in performance to my photography skills is still in the balance.
All the gear and no idea? You betcha and it feels good 🙂