Why Bother

I haven't quite figued out why I bother to take a camera with me every time I ride. I schlep it around with me for a couple of hours and, if I'm lucky, only remember to take one or two mediocre pictures the whole time. Take last night for example. 1.5 hours of mountain biking with the Bathers and this is the only picture I took:

This was supposed to be a picture of a fairy house in the town park but because of my stellar photo taking abilities it looks more like a pile of sticks with a giant's hand in the foreground. And that foggy blur? If you turn your volume way up and stare at it long enough a giant image of David Hasselhoff having happy time with two puppies will pop up and scare the bejezus out of you. You have been warned.