After more than an hour with a highly experienced technogeek and many swear words later, I finally managed to get my pictures out of the the Worst Camera Ever Made, the one that will get its own blog post soon. It was an underwater camera, a great idea (in theory) for the kayak portion of our trip last week.

However, you will not hear about the kayak trip yet. Our first planned kayak outing got all covered with snafu and we had to reschedule. So on that day we went on a hike instead, near the beautiful Sespe River near Ojai.

The weather was not great when my sun-starved east coast relatives came to visit, much to my irritation. Initially, our morale was low when we set out towards Ojai; it just foggier and grimmer and drizzlier, until I actually got nervous about driving the windy roads.

But then — boom. We rounded a corner and the sun burst out as if fog had never been invented. Perfect, gorgeous…

…even with the preponderance of hams in the area:

It was warm enough to splash around in the Sespe. I played with the underwater camera for a bit.

I felt some unease about the interface flaws, but still had optimism. How naive I was.

My (sister’s) left foot.

You can see evidence of lens fogging already starting — thanks, WATERPROOF camera.

In case you think my siblings and myself spent the whole week in a high-minded, clean-living, nature-worshiping state, you were mistaken. We have filthy brains and our conversations are often kind of low-lifey.

Hence: all hail the vagina rock!

You can see more pictures in the full photoset.