So, my Canon A95, which was part of the Wirehead family between December 6, 2004 and June 10, 2007, with 11,800 pictures taken, was officially not repairable...

So, there I was, knee-deep in the bay, with water soaking into my camera gear. I returned to that point in time repeatedly over the next day or two. I could go back, without wanting to, and relive the experience, complete with the smell.

Ursula with her back turned to the camera and a water bottle.

Ursula with a chain

A wooden tower, falling apart, and sinking into the marsh, from the abandoned ghost town of Drawbridge