It happens far too often. I leave home with a dark forest in my mind's eye and the possibility of finding a rare wildflower or unusual mushroom in the offing, and half an hour from home, I ask myself, "Did I remember to put the plate back on the tripod?" Almost without exception, the answer is "No."
My old tripod (broken) had a spare. I could leave one in my satchel and not have to worry that I'd left one on the desk. The new tripod came with one (only one), and of course the old ones aren't interchangeable because the motivating idea behind commercialism is to force the consumer to buy specialized proprietary parts rather than making things conveniently standard. Don't get me started here!
Oh, I'm good at bracing the camera against trees, rocks and other immoveable objects, but it often means that I can't get the angle I really want for a shot. As a matter of fact, this photo was taken using an ungainly combination of a step-ladder, a stack of books and my PDA, camera on the timer. As I toted the tripod through the door. I said to myself, "Dang, disaster looking for a place to happen!" Once again, I'd left the plate on the desk, my pack already packed for today's photo shoot in the deep dark woods.
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