Poking around the bottom of Wentworth falls at dawn this morning in Sydney's Blue mountians. Carrying 2 cameras, the 5D with 100-400 and big flash on top, plus the 400D with the macro rig on it.
Saw a nice flower, put the tripod down (legs at their shortest) turned around and heard,
"CRACK!"
Turned back in horror to see the tripod had somehow fallen over, the flash catching the bottom of the rail and smashing off just above the hot shoe. Snapped plastic, wires and pins hanging off the top of the camera.
I vented all the way up the stairs to the top, vented in the car, vented all the way down the Great Western highway, Northern road, and all the way down the Hume and Federal highways until I got home to Canberra. Over four hours of venting (cos I can't use stronger words without risk of hell) and I am still pretty pissed off.
I rely on my gear for my living and just never really considered how important the flash is. Without it, I have to turn clients away until I sort something out.
