I was fortunate enough to be able to travel a lot this year. By far my favorite place I visited was the Faroe Islands, where I spent a week traveling and taking photographs with F8 Workshops and a lovely bunch of people on their Faroe Islands photography workshop. It was such a blast getting to know everyone, driving and hiking around the breathtaking landscapes of these islands. This might be my favorite place I have ever traveled to in the world, and I fully intend to go back.
It was also a bit of an inflection point in my photographic life, for a variety of reasons. I learned some tips and deep lessons from our guides, who also happen to be professional photographers, and it was really motivating to get to hang out with them while editing and processing. But perhaps the most dramatic happening for me occurred at Saksun, the location pictured below.
The previous day had been rainy and gross, and we'd spent the first half of it shooting a waterfall. I hadn't done a great job of keeping my camera or lens dry, and had been disheartened with my lack of patience and my results from the morning's shooting. The afternoon was a bit better, so I was determined to have a good next day. That night I cleaned my lens and camera completely and even snagged a hotel showercap (pro tip: pack one to keep your camera and lens dry until you begin shooting when you're at a wet location!) to start the day out right the next day.
So at Saksun, I was feeling pretty good. Another waterfall, but no rain, so the only water was from the falls. As we walked up, my heart skipped a beat as my camera just...fell out of its tripod mount (with the shoe still on it)! I was fortunate that it was still tethered to me, so I caught it, and tightened everything up before stepping out onto the rocks in the middle of the falls. I got everything set up, removed my wrist from the wrist strap, and as I went to remove the shower cap, my camera tumbled out of the tripod again, into the falls, hitting a rock before it hit the water.
I immediately snatched it out and hustled to the car to stick it in a bag with a bunch of silica gel packets. Later I buried it in a bag of rice. But the damage had been done. My Canon 70D, which had served me so well, was no more.
Everyone on the trip was so kind to me about it, and many generously lent me cameras so that I had something to shoot with for every remaining day of the trip. But the photo below was taken on my iPhone, minutes after I dunked my camera, as I walked back from the car up to the falls to rejoin the group. I think it turned out ok, all things considered :)