Poking through the archives from some six years ago turned up a trove of 7D Mark II shots, many among the best critter shots I’ve ever taken. More importantly, it showed that jpg conversions done in Lightroom were horrible, for lack of a better word, compared to C1 21. The lousy colors I got back then were Adobe’s fault, not that of the camera.
Seven years on, the 7D II is still listed as current on the local Canon website, and a couple of stores actually have it in stock. Unfortunately, prices are equally shocking unless one realizes how popular the camera has been here, and how many bazook-ers still shoot with it.
So it’s either ford the treacherous waters of secondhand offerings in hopes of getting the best out of a known capable lens that’s equally ancient; ditch the lens at a huge loss; or mothball it in the hope that an APS-C RF-mount camera comes along. Which I don’t think will happen, in spite of the rumors. Those treacherous waters look like the best option at the moment.
Walks in both morning and afternoon, first with R6 then with a6400, were just that: walks. Other than my kingfisher friend coming to greet me and a few passing pond herons, most feathered friends were not to be seen. Thus a shot from the 7D II archives from 2015 below: a critically-endangered Straw-Headed Bulbul.
It was both surprising and disheartening to see how many different critters I’d get on a walk back then, far more and more confiding than now. Habitat loss occurs slowly, but its effects grind exceeding small . . .