Yellowbelly
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I know luck, or lack of it goes in threes, but I, (or rather my kit) has recently survived two fraught episodes. Number one was at Semer Water in the Yorkshire Dales when my beloved dropped my almost equally beloved Lee Big Stopper on the rocks from a height of three feet. It survived! as did my marriage! Not a mark or blemish was evident and after a reviving local brew, my heart returned to its usual rate.
Number two was down to me when I dropped my B&W CP whilst removing it. It landed fair and square on my 24-105 reposing in my bag on he ground. It bounced from there onto the stoney ground and ran several feet down an embankement. Again, not a mark was discernible, and as my beloved was elsewhere on this occasion, there were no cross words other than the customary cursing and swearing. (Not to mention the words of praise to the ethereal guardian of my gear).
The worrying thing is that I am now fretting over the next inevitable "happening" which I just know will result in disaster.
Number two was down to me when I dropped my B&W CP whilst removing it. It landed fair and square on my 24-105 reposing in my bag on he ground. It bounced from there onto the stoney ground and ran several feet down an embankement. Again, not a mark was discernible, and as my beloved was elsewhere on this occasion, there were no cross words other than the customary cursing and swearing. (Not to mention the words of praise to the ethereal guardian of my gear).
The worrying thing is that I am now fretting over the next inevitable "happening" which I just know will result in disaster.