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 p.4 #3 · 1D Mk III 'Master' Thread | |
- the trouble is, this is the year before the Olympics. The first umpteen hundred 1d3's off the assembly line will be earmarked for the world's press and the wire agencies. As a non-internationally-acclaimed sports photographer, I'll dutifully get into line with all my brethren and gaze enviously at Donald Miralle et al several hundreds places further up towards the front of the queue, smiling and joking with Canon executives while the rest of us shiver in the rain and try to keep our money dry.
By the time I get to the front of the queue, the 1d3 will be sold out. I'll trudge home and ring around the usual suspects, hearing rumours of bizarre little side-street camera outlets which have mysteriously taken delivery of one of these beasts. Several hundred pounds in fuel, parking tickets and fast food receipts later, I will throw myself to the floor sobbing in defeat.
My frustration will come across in my work during the next few weeks, I'll be snappy with people to the point that I'll start losing friends and making both women and men of a nervous disposition cry. A conversation with me will feel much like the journey to Valhalla with 'I Hate Vikings' written on the giant sandwich board you're wearing....
Months later, standing up to my knees in salt water and getting sunburnt, bitten by various bugs and generally falling into a poor state of repair, I'll look at my 1d3 sat alluringly between my trusty gitzo monopod and 400 f2.8 and laugh slightly manically at the ridiculous lengths I went to to get this silly little expensive Japanese black box. Then I'll carry on taking some of the finest photos I've ever taken, and gladly look forward to doing it all again in another 18 months.
Thank you Canon, for keeping my life real 
Edited by farscapes on Feb 23, 2007 at 12:15 PM GMT
Edited on Sep 20, 2007 at 05:11 AM
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