Why I Actually Love My 3 Legged Thing Monopod
If you've been lugging a heavy camera around all day, you know the exact moment when a 3 legged thing monopod starts sounding like the best invention since sliced bread. It usually happens right about hour four, when your lower back starts sending SOS signals and your wrists feel like they're made of wet noodles. I used to be a tripod purist, thinking that if I wasn't hauling three legs and a heavy ball head, I wasn't doing "real" photography. But honestly? Carrying a massive tripod through a crowded city or up a steep trail is a great way to end up not taking any photos at all because you're too annoyed to set the thing up. ...