On the Road with Zonker
A trip to Cape Agulhas, the southern tip of Africa, is no doddle. It demands a couple of hours' deliberation, planning, victualling, and a good car.
We got the first three right, but loused up on the last. Zonker's 18-year old Mercedes spent three days outside Struisbaai's Nostra restaurant, an electrical fault stranding it along a 14-kilometer stretch of white sand, azure water, and sun-puffed clouds sailing a deep blue sky.
"So what?" we thought. "We have better things to do than repair Mercedes Benz's signal failure to live up to its promise of engineering excellence."
Struisbaai — in the lee of the Southern tip...
We took pictures instead. This activity involves a great deal of walking, climbing, and other physical discomforts. But no matter — we are, when all is said and done, professionals, bloggers, and hard men to boot.
Not that these things matter either.
I have a new camera now and am trying to wrap my hands, mind, and whatever creativity I might have around the damned thing. It's a digital, but it offers more than the smaller PowerShot. 'More' means complex and I'm a sucker for 'complex'.
Rather than take a straight snap, I'll try something. The result is most often, as we professionals put it, unfit for human consumption. Sometimes, I reckon these damned latter-day cameras are better left to their own devices as most of the snaps that work were taken at default settings.
...and Zonker's car's home for the weekend
Format is a new complexity with which I'm grappling. Given a wide-screen (rather than wide-angle) picture-postcard option, I couldn't resist the damned thing and, because it saves space, took most snaps using that layout. The result is a nightmare to fit to an album designed to tell a story of a weekend rather than offer pretty pictures.
Never mind. I'll get it right.
Some day.
