…but, shortly after I took this picture, I wanted to slap myself upside the head. I had just switched lens and grabbed my bike to head to my next location. I lost my grip on the bike for a moment and in my haste to re-establish it, I must have forgotten the camera in my other hand. Instead of the bike falling, my 5D slipped from my hand, slid down my leg, and hit the asphalt from about 2 ft up. My heart stopped.
After I started breathing again, I picked it up and examined it. It looked like everything was fine. Everything seemed to be working. No major damage. Just a few small scratches on the corner. All the electronics appeared to be working correctly. I thought I had gotten lucky and rode off. When I got to my next destination however, I discovered I hadn’t been. When I took my first picture, the mirror flipped up and down three times in quick succession and an error appeared on the display. It did take the picture, however. I power cycled it and tried again. Same result. I turned it off, removed the battery, waited a bit, and then tried one more time. Same result. Crap.
Looks like I’ll be visiting the local camera repair shop on my first day in Missoula. There probably isn’t enough time to get if fixed here before I go. I guess it’s a good thing I bought the 40D. At least, I can keep shooting in the meantime…and the strap will be around my neck at all times from here on out.
On a lighter note, tomorrow is my last day of work. You may be excited for your three day weekend, but I’ve got a six month weekend coming up. :)

