Every time I do this, I promise myself never to do it again, and if I do, be sure to carry something lightweight, like a little Panasonic of some kind, and not this made-of-stone D2Xs with the made-of-lead 80-200 AF-S attached to it, and dangling from the other shoulder, the D300 with the 300mm f/4, the old, carved-from-concrete AF version. And the bag with the Panasonic and some wider lenses and batteries and memory cards and... hey, I'm more than sixty now, and should spend my Saturdays and Sundays in the garden with a Campari or two, watching the children play.
Then I get home, looking at the files, 1,600 of them. Never mind those from the D300. Never liked that camera, although it's my most used ever. But the others, those from the granite D2Xs. When is the next race, I wonder. Should I get another D2Xs body?
I can't show you all the images I like. I try to make a few cent from all this suffering, so they go to the agencies, but I'll be going to races again, and I will for sure bring that Nikon and the large, heavy lens :lecture: :wtf:
D2Xs with 80-200 AF-S @ 200mm and f/4