Gorgeous sunset tonight. Spectacular crescendo, long lingering diminuendo, ending with a visually sensual largo that is still playing out. To have raised a camera to capture it, would have been to commit violence.
Tripods are one of those things where new/latest fights against old-fashioned practicality. A tripod is SUPPOSED to be bloody heavy. It’s there to anchor your camera, without vibration. All the new carbon fiber/magnesium/unobtanium constructed devices are not necessarily doing your photography any favors.
My advice is either/or:
A. Buy bloody heavy tripods. If that’s a problem for you to carry around, get to the gym and work out until it’s not a problem. Or hire a husky assistant.
B: Purchase a lighter tripod … and carry a sack, short piece of rope, and a carabiner. Fill the sack with rocks, tie it up with the piece of rope, carabiner it to your center column on the light tripod. Not as excellent as (A) above, but darned close and a great strategy for tripod use while backpacking.
[Caveat: I own an ancient, reliable heavier-than-an-anvil Gitzo as my main go-to tripod. Once my camera’s cranked down on the tripod head, there’s no doubt I’m getting as sharp a photo as I can possibly get, even in hurricane winds.]