No photo tonight. I went for a ride with my daughter.
We rolled through the woods, over pretty streams and through falling leaves. We even goofed around in a parking garage, where I took pictures of her standing up while riding with no hands. Then I took some great pictures of us together on a little bridge over a creek.
When we got back to Smokejumper Trailhead, I put my camera on top of the car while I racked the bikes.
And then I left it there.
While I drove home. I'm such an idiot.
Now my camera is lying somewhere beside a road, or in the hands of someone who picked it up and decided not to call the phone number that's on a sticker on the camera body.
Small digital cameras are one of the coolest accessories to have on a bike ride. I'm really gonna miss that thing.