My first digital camera was the Canon 10D. It worked fine for a while, than it started doing something, that it called Error 99. When I pressed the shutter button it made a kind of “cluck” sound, and would freeze up, Press the shutter again, and nothing would happen, and the LCD display showed “Error99”. The only way to bring it out of the error 99 was to power it off and back on again, and the 10D did not power up quickly.
The error 99 thing would happen now and then, but I didn’t send it out for repair, because, what would I shoot with. I couldn’t bear the thought of being without my camera that long, and it only happened now and then.
One day while shooting at a downtown Art Fair, I came upon these dancers. They were going through some graceful motions accompanied by simple drum beats, and tambourines and finger cymbals’. I was intrigued by the sounds, motions and colors, and started shooting. I had only gotten a few shots when error99 happened. I powered down and back up missing loads of good shots, and after only a few shots it happened again. It seemed that after every three to five shots, it happened. It was the most exasperating photo shoot ever. I didn’t cast that 10D to the pavement for the same reason I had not sent out for repair.
A few months later 10D made another funny noise, and would not shoot. I thought it was error99, but the off and on thing had no effect. When I took the lens off I found that the mirror had come apart from its mount and was just lying there in the chamber. Finally I sent it out for repair, but what I got back from Canon was a refurbished 30D, which served me well until it got too big and too heavy, and conspicuous and I went mirrorless.
These shots are from what I call Error 99 day.