So, el Jefe sent me a beautiful, albeit beat up, manual camera recently. It had a strange “quick load” feature to it that I could not figure out. Took it to the camera shop, he showed me how to load the film. And the shutter isn’t firing. To have it fixed will be more than it’s worth, and I haven’t had a chance to pull it apart yet and figure out what’s wrong with it.

BUT.

I did the math. My camera phone costs $0.25/image to use, which, multiply that by 24 is about the cost of having a roll of film developed. Ever since I acquired then camera phone, I have avoided using it because I figured I would go overboard and it would cost me more than I wanted to spend.

But, after I had a look at the real cost involved, I decided, what the hell.

So, the image quality is less than great, but here are few recent adventures.

Before I climbed the fence and ignored the NO TRESPASSING sign, I noticed a wall of steel painted like a subway in NYC. At the end of the wall, was a posting placed there by the owner of the wall, granting permission to those who paint the wall.

So I meant to hang out at the river this weekend and decided to use a different access (or, what I thought was an access) than I usually use. Needless to say, there was no access. What I found instead was the old Prescot Lumber Mill, closed down in the 1970’s. Abandoned buildings. Heaven.

“Toy” was a switchbox on the ground in a building meant to house flatbed trucks as they loaded and unloaded lumber for the mills.

More photos forthcoming.