So we got a new camera, a Canon PowerShot SX50 HS. Not that the model number means anything to anyone but me. I've only owned Canons and I love them almost as much as Swedish Fish and/or Lemonheads. Our friend, Jeepers, has a big, fat, super-awesome camera with the changeable lenses and apertures and blah, blah, blahs, but I am a lazy photographer. If I had Jeepers' camera when I was in Alaska, which she offered for the borrowing, perhaps I may have been able to zoom in on the mama Grizzly's nostril hair, but by the time I chose the right lens, attached it and manually fumbled around to focus in on her majesty's nasal cavity, she would have toddled off a mile away with her cubs before I could say, "Your team has sucked for 104 years!"
The number one reason I wanted this point and shoot product of photographic joy - one simple feature - was the 50x optical zoom. Again, like that number/letter combo means jack to you. As I reside in the Show Me State, let your eyes gaze upon the visuals.
I present thee, Exhibit A. This is the view from our seats at Busch Stadium on May 11, 2013 from Section 153, Row 5, Seat 3. That's about five rows behind the green seats about 20 feet up the third base line.
I now present Exhibit B. Same seat with the 50x in full effect.
Um, yeah. Case rested.
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
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