Beautiful words as always.
I totally understand, and there were many times I wished I'd had my camera. But it just wouldn't have worked for me, because very few if any of the Albergues had secure lockers so if travelling alone it's not really viable to leave several thousand pounds worth of camera in your back-pack while you go take a shower, going out to dinner etc. Especially given that most people will have seen you with it. Now I'm not saying that there is a high probability of it being stolen, but there is a chance. I only really recall one place I stayed where I had any uncomfortableness about leaving my things lying around, but it would have been a lot different if those things included my camera.
I'd be interested to hear what people tend to do with their cameras in the above scenario?
As for the distraction, as much as I'd have loved my camera with me at times, I think it would have interrupted the flow of my Camino, especially the times when walking with others. I think also given my phone can take ok photos this helped smooth the way.
You hit it straight on the head.cost v benefit.
At any one time between flashes,and gear,computor and periferals ill have a lot of investment with me.
And put beautifully, someone will see me doing things and know that gear is easily sold off.
I can take most of my stuff into a shower with no issues, litterally into..but it would not be worth the hassle.
Its important as breathing to me, getting the shot...
A partner would help..but im a loner by nature..im gregarious enough in social settings but prefer solitude ....vastly above crowds.
Ime a study in dichotomies..i am a event photographer, mainly for charity fundraisers, Rugby on various pitches and events with large crowds
A whole other animal when shooting
I suppose its a balance thing....
The most amazing moments are shared experiences with like minded people.
But, set me in a big empty place with wind to whisper of mystery and in confidence of where its been....seen and caressing my hair, leaving ..or is it my muse running her hands lovingly and its her whispers
Let me see the grass in ocean imitation
Or leaves dancing
Let me shiver under lightning
Let waves roar and toss themselves against the shore,as if testing the land.
That is where im happiest with camera in hand
But that is not Ultima Thule,it is only one horizon
Its only a Rubicon.
I need to be where storms are born..where they must rage against their entropy..dying is so...so....dissapointing unless the furies were fully and well spent..only then can they pass into nite.
To see every sunset is good
To live in the sunset is better
To, how is it said unless you have been there...to be fully in those moments...is to be fully alive.
My camera is my vision,obsession,passion,relentless in its hunger..almost as strong or equal to the intense desire toward Santiago.
Its hard to place .
Komorebi is one
Mangata...
Saudade,Hiraeth,Ya'Aburnee
Toska,
Merak...
They all capture,encompass and fail miserably... to ascribe the traits of the moments..but i think to finally give name will be uttering the name of God.
Those are the..that is the moment my words are failing to describe..to ascribe
"you have to be there..to understand"
How momentous those singular times are.
I hope fervently,that you have those moments,
To miss them is a tragic postscript
I Hope everyone is touched soul deep by the moments