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PF McFarland
Today, I gave away my golf clubs.
Now, that might not sound like something that has anything to do with photography, but it has a lot to do with my habit of hanging on to camera gear I hardly ever use.
I'm a gear head at heart, so I built that set of clubs up like I would a camera kit. Metal woods, a couple of hybrids, and some nice irons (even a left handed one for those odd moments). Covers for everything, good cleats and glove, and a nice case to carry it all.
Like my Nikon F100 kit with the Tamron AF zooms, it was a mix of brands, nothing cheap, but not extravagantly priced either. Quite a bit of it was bought on sale too, say at the end of the season, or when the stores were clearing out last years models.
But I haven't golfed in well over five years. I kept telling myself to give it another go, but my body is not hearing it. The final straw was the diagnosis of a degenerative back disease that is genetic in nature, and will not get better. I was hoping to find someone to give them to, but like anything else that is custom tailored to the owner, there were no takers. So I hauled them down to the Salvation Army. I gave my neighbor below me all the new sleeves of balls I had, and a box of used ones that my Dad had collected whenever he went golfing (always coming back with more than he left with) to another neighbor down the hill. It all seems pretty strange though, seeing as we live on a former golf course that's been turned into condo city.
It felt good to finally put that all behind me. I'm inspired now to start cleaning out the excess camera gear. Get back to basics in 35mm, with one main shooting brand, and one or two sentimental favorites to fool around with every so often. I'll still have something in more than one format (not giving up the Rolleiflex or rangefinders).
Likely, I'll be winding down the repair end too, finish up a couple of projects, and forget the rest.
It will be interesting to see how I handle it all. But I keep asking myself, why did I need to accumulate so much stuff? Curiosity got the best of me I suppose. Trying out all the camera systems I couldn't afford when they were new. And too much time on my hands.
PF
Now, that might not sound like something that has anything to do with photography, but it has a lot to do with my habit of hanging on to camera gear I hardly ever use.
I'm a gear head at heart, so I built that set of clubs up like I would a camera kit. Metal woods, a couple of hybrids, and some nice irons (even a left handed one for those odd moments). Covers for everything, good cleats and glove, and a nice case to carry it all.
Like my Nikon F100 kit with the Tamron AF zooms, it was a mix of brands, nothing cheap, but not extravagantly priced either. Quite a bit of it was bought on sale too, say at the end of the season, or when the stores were clearing out last years models.
But I haven't golfed in well over five years. I kept telling myself to give it another go, but my body is not hearing it. The final straw was the diagnosis of a degenerative back disease that is genetic in nature, and will not get better. I was hoping to find someone to give them to, but like anything else that is custom tailored to the owner, there were no takers. So I hauled them down to the Salvation Army. I gave my neighbor below me all the new sleeves of balls I had, and a box of used ones that my Dad had collected whenever he went golfing (always coming back with more than he left with) to another neighbor down the hill. It all seems pretty strange though, seeing as we live on a former golf course that's been turned into condo city.
It felt good to finally put that all behind me. I'm inspired now to start cleaning out the excess camera gear. Get back to basics in 35mm, with one main shooting brand, and one or two sentimental favorites to fool around with every so often. I'll still have something in more than one format (not giving up the Rolleiflex or rangefinders).
Likely, I'll be winding down the repair end too, finish up a couple of projects, and forget the rest.
It will be interesting to see how I handle it all. But I keep asking myself, why did I need to accumulate so much stuff? Curiosity got the best of me I suppose. Trying out all the camera systems I couldn't afford when they were new. And too much time on my hands.
PF