For the first time in my life, I wiped out on the ice last Thursday. Minus a buzzing headache, an aching elbow and a sore back, I brushed it aside. Then my 16-35/2.8 lens — which had been attached to my camera and had remained in my bag during my fall — came off my camera only after a struggle.
The lens is at Canon now and should be repaired soon. In the meantime, because I no longer have a wide lens for my own camera, I’m using the intern kit’s D2H with the 17-35/2.8.
…And using a cropped sensor again for the first time in months is reminding me why I went full-frame.
Full-frame is just… nice.
Anyway, having realized that I should have a backup lens in the event of my very important wide-angle zoom going out, I’ve ordered a wide prime that should arrive on Thursday. In the meantime, I’m shooting midrange and telephoto on my own camera.
Which means I’m shooting with both Nikon and Canon — at least until Thursday — for the first time since Dec. 2009, when I shot the Texas Bowl game. Which is always an interesting experience.
I guess I can’t complain about being kept on my toes.