My Camera Bag of Dreams: found (aka “A Porteen Gear review”)

When my vintage camera bag (including gear) was stolen last year, the seemingly endless searches for a replacement bag at first brought me nothing but frustration and, I confess, several tears for my beautiful and apparently irreplaceable bag. I was beginning to despair of ever finding anything that came close to what I wanted.

Then finally, at long last, I began to find some designs I liked…

When I shared the results of my searching in this blog post I discovered from all of your wonderful comments that I’m far from the only person struggling in search of the perfect camera bag. You’d think bag companies would begin to catch on to this gap in the market! ((Hello any bag designers reading this!! Take notice pleeease?!!))

After much musing, browsing and listing pros and cons for each of the bags on my shortlist, as well as all the bags that you shared in your extremely helpful comments on that post, I settled on… *drumroll* … Porteen Gear.

I was nervous as I was waiting for it to arrive. Had I made the right choice? But the second I saw this bag I was in love. It immediately felt like I’d owned it forever.

Porteen Gear camera bag

(Photo taken at: 1/1250, f/1.8, ISO 100)

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A day and night beside the sea…

I don’t often get to see the sea, so when I do it’s quite a treat.

Bubbles floating over Beachy Head downs overlooking Eastbourne and the sea

(Photo taken at: 1/2000, f/3.5, ISO 125)

This photo is sadly not mine, I was too busy blowing the bubbles.

Photo by the wonderful Becky, edit by me.

A diptych of Molly the dog running on the sand in Pevensy Bay

(Photos taken at 1/2000, f/1.7, ISO 125)

Becky’s Molly enjoying a run in the sand.

Becky on the beach at Pevensy Bay at low tide with her dog.

(Photo taken at 1/4000, f/1.7, ISO 125)

The sun was setting as the tide went out..

The moon bright over the sea.

(Photo taken at: 30", f/9.0, ISO 100)

But by midnight it was high enough for this to be the view from the end of the garden.

A perfect end to a perfect day.