What If, it wasn’t the lens?

Kai Opua Club canoes lashed together – making them into a double-hull canoe.

I had a thought today. (Surprising, isn’t it) The thought: What if I damaged the camera as well as the lens?

What to do but go make some experiments. And, on the pier, they were getting set up for a very important day-long Celebration of Life tomorrow – for Bo Campos – a much loved local man who more or less single-handedly turned Hawaiian Outrigger Canoe racing into a viable international sport. So, of course, he gets an entire day of all kind Hawaiian stuff – canoeing, music, eating, drinking, talk story. 

The Tahitian Canoe Club’s Canoes.
One of two Koa wood canoes that belong to Kai Opua.
Some high-tech non-traditional canoes.

I am pretty sure that the camera body is undamaged. 

A LITTLE REFLECTION ON BEING OLD

Why is it that just making an appointment with a doctor for a “checkup/followup” appointment scares the crap out of me. I am sure that just making the appointment knocks 3 months off my life. This morning I made two appointments and that means I lost 6 months. That, I think is why Carlton and I both avoid doctors. You know they are going to find something wrong. Finding something wrong is how doctors make money. AND, after 75 years of fast living – something is bound to be wrong. And finding out about it “early” – is that really a good thing?


And, today, I seem to have clicked back into “gear” and actually knocked some items off my “Going Back 2Do List”. 

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I am not a member of any organized political party.
I am a Democrat.
Will Rogers.

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