Last Wednesday evening I heard wild cheering on the lake across from my hotel and wondered what it could be. It was a local waterski club performing with parents cheering them on. I had never been to Wisconsin, so I didn't know this was a thing.
I probably looked like a creeper as a stranger taking photos with my long lens, but once they saw the photos, they invited me on the dock, they posed...everyone was so friendly, it was awesome.
They say the best camera is the one you have with you, that it's the photographer, not the camera. No. The best camera was the one I left at home, my Canon action camera. Instead I had a slow high-res Nikon that doesn't focus well.