After mentioning the camera strap that Gay and Joe gave me in my last post, some readers asked for more details and pictures, so here goes.
I want to thank fellow volunteer Terry for being my model. Can you imagine trying to take these pictures of myself by myself? Anyway, this is what it looks like being worn. I don’t know if it comes in a left handed model, but then I’ve never seen a left handed camera. I do know that it is so much more comfortable than having the strap just hanging around your neck. The straps are adjustable. It was adjusted here for me wearing a sweatshirt and a heavy coat. With all those layers, the camera road higher on my hip where I wanted it.
There are clips that slide up and down so you can limit the sway of the camera as you walk, but still be able whip it up for a quick shot. You can also make the camera stay on your ‘buns’ so you have two free hands for climbing rocks and such without the camera crashing into anything in front of you.
I would have put in some red arrows to point out those clips, but since Picasa removed the ability to put in things like speech bubbles and arrows, I don’t know how to do that. I’d appreciate any suggestions of how you may do that.
The straps attach to your camera with a ‘thingy’ that screws into the tripod hole on the bottom of the camera. Another feature that I like is that you can unclip the straps when not needed while leaving the thingy attached to the camera body. That clip can be locked on so it doesn’t accidentally come undone while walking. I take the straps off when I’m in a vehicle. I can leave the rigging on my body so the straps don’t get hung up on the emergency brake handle or other things in the vehicle when I grab the camera for a quick shot. The only name I find on the strap is BLACKRAPID.COM, and R SPORT.
This morning, I was off to San Jacinto Methodist Hospital in Baytown for an MRI on my shoulder. The cortisone shot has helped with the pain a little, but not much. I’ve never had an MRI before, and it was quite the experience for me. I equated it with being about as much fun as a visit to the dentist. I hate going to the dentist.
Yep, they strap you down on a skinny little bed type thing, and in you go into a tube. It’s a good thing that I don’t suffer from claustrophobia! I thought I might just close my eyes and try to nap the experience away. Ha! Forget that. Before they shove you in, they put those rubbery earplugs in you ears, and for a good reason. This machine is loud! There’s the loud pulsing sound that reminded me of a big washing machine, and then the other zapping sounds come on for various amounts of time. The worst part was that my sore shoulder and arm was encased in a torture clamp. Ladies, you know what it feels like to get squished for a mammogram. Well, this was like a twenty minute mammogram on my shoulder. I practiced my deep breathing exercises to try to remain calm. That may have been the longest twenty minutes of my life!
I’ll find out the results of that little adventure next week. In the meantime, I’m working the hunt this weekend and I’ll be giving another tour of the refuge to some more fellow bloggers tomorrow. That ought to pep up my spirits.
Thanks for stopping by… talk to you later, Judy