Oh my, have I ever got a lot to learn about photography before I leave for Antarctica.

This morning a hissing, malfunctioning alarm clock  fluffy, cute raccoon waddled into our backyard providing me with the perfect opportunity to try out my new camera. According to my wife, it was likely that the $*$^& noisy poor thing had been a scuffle with the neighbor’s dog in the middle of the night. As such, he was resting and only mildly concerned about being photo-stalked.

However, what should have been an easy experiment in the subtleties of SLR photography turned into a comedy of errors. It went something like this: