Bummer.

Well, after 4 years of faithful service and countless nice photos, my trusty camera is no more. This past Saturday, I was hiking a new hike (Mt. Worcester) on a nasty day by myself. I had the whole trail to myself in fact. It started off great, despite the rain and mud and occasional post-holing through the remaining snow. There were all sorts of pretty streams and waterfalls sourced by the melting snow and April showers. Near where I turned around (I didn't get to the top), I paused to take a photo of a particularly pretty little cascade. As I put my camera back in my backpack pocket, it slipped out of my hand, into the pool of water I was straddling. It then got washed over a little waterfall, and I saw it go over another one after that. I didn't see it go any further, so I rushed to the base of the second fall. The water was all frothy, so I couldn't see anything, but I dug around in the rocks until my hands turned numb (which didn't take too long, it was freezing). In the end, I gave up. I sure liked that little camera, pity to have lost it. I'm going to go back and hike that again once the snowmelt slows down. I bet it'd be fine if I could find it. Tough little camera... So, that means no new photos until I can either find it, or get a new one. I guess I'll have to get better at describing my adventures in words in the meantime.