Coming out of the mosque I put my purse down to free my hands and aid in my safe journey back down the awkward, eroded carved steps. Suddenly the world was in slow motion as I heard my bag shift. Even though the top was sealed with Velcro, the only two objects similar in size and shape came rolling out. In disbelief I stared as a red shinny apple and my 50-millimeter Canon lens dropped-off the mosque steps.
It all started when the four of us, Ben, Pen, Chris and I piled out of the car to hike the Ihlara Valley. I had hiked the valley 11-years ago with my mom, dad and two friends, so it held a special place in my heart. To help you with the THEN and NOW feelings I was having, here are some photos.
We wereÂ extremelyÂ excited to hike the valley because of the tunnels, pigeon holes and churches carved into the steep cliffs.
While hiking we came across a conveniently placed restaurant with log stumps for seats and each table equip with the Turkish necessities, an ash tray and sugar cubes.
Above all, we were especially excited to locate a hidden mosque the owner of our hotel told us about. We hike further and further into the belly of the Ihlara, never boring of the magnificent landscape.
Rounding a curve we were suddenly surrounded by giant cliffs. High up we could see carved doorways. Was that theÂ entranceÂ the hotel owner tried to describe? And is this the cliff edge he haphazardly marked on our map with an “X”?
Without further hesitation we pulled out our headlamps and flashlights. One by one we entered the small,Â claustrophobicÂ tunnel. What a discovery! We had found what appeared to be an old well, a barricaded door, a small church and two grand rooms measuring 5 by 10 meters. Only twenty more meters down the valley we found the mosque.
…I stared as a red shinny apple and my 50-millimeter Canon lens dropped-off the mosque steps.
“Oh no…” , I muttered. Time froze as both apple and lens gain speed with their descent, each one bouncing harder and further the more it crashed down the Ihlara Valley. The apple, like a runner in a marathon only feet from the finish line, flings itself off the hill directly into the gushing river below. “Oh no…” I think, being even more intelligent than I was a few moments ago. “Perhaps the lens will stop bouncing. Perhaps I’ll be lucky enough that it just stops and doesn’t follow the apple into the river. Or perhaps because of the ten bounces and bangs this unprotected 50-millimeter Canon lens has just endured down the mountain side, I should hope it puts me and itself out of misery by landing in the river.”
What does the lens do? It stops-dead 2/3 of the way down the hill. Collecting the lens cap which popped off at the top of the hill, I slowly make my way down to my injured 50. “It might still work”, I think. “Sure. It’s little…..and tough?” I pick it up. Its glass eye starring at me, still intact. “Um?” Chris tries the lens on his camera. “ERROR”. My heart sinks a little. “Darn it. I’ve already destroyed a lens and we’re only two months into the trip.”
Two days later I try the lens out on my camera and the most amazing and impressive thing happens. It works! It’s been a week since my poor 50-millimeter rolled down the Ihlara Valley, but remarkably it is still producing quality photographs! So for you photo buffs out there who need sturdy, reliable equipment, I think this one passes the test.
Updated on March 28, 2010.
THX for seeing these photos of my village in the web 😉
See you again, hopefully.
This happened to us in New Zealand (8 months in)… except with a 24-105L lens. I thought Jon was going to have a heart attack.
Like you, we were lucky and the lens was mostly fine, notwithstanding some sporadic issues with the zoom locking up.
1.5 months later the lens, the body, and pretty much everything else of the electronic variety (other than our trusty point-and-shoot, phew) got stolen in Peru. A blessing in disguise, I guess, as we didn’t spend the rest of South America worried about our thousands of dollars worth of gear. Then, when we arrived home, our insurer provided us with a brand new 24-105L free and clear of zoom issues.
All’s well that end’s well!
Laura Beauchamp Reply:
December 24th, 2010 at 7:54 am
Wow! You were really lucky! I hear you about being stressed about the gear, not to mention the shoulder and back pain. I loved having some of our camera gear, but at the same time, I sometimes wished I didn’t have it because of the responsibility.
I find myself thinking about how I’ll pack or what to do next time we skip out of Canada.
Ha, I totally did something similar last summer. Glad yours is still working.
So, did you find the apple?
March 25th, 2010 at 10:42 pm
We plan to go back in the spring with a full search party.
March 28th, 2010 at 12:54 am
Hee, hee Dale.