Whenever I’m told I can’t do something, I instantly bristle. Sometimes it makes sense, and I let it go. If someone tells me I can’t survive jumping off the Golden Gate Bridge, I’m likely to let it pass; however, if I can see a way and judge the benefit worth the risk, I’m likely to give it a shot.

When I started to investigate digital medium format systems, I heard that they were suited primarily for studio work. Since my first love were the high-resolution images produced by the f64 club as exemplified by Ansel Adams, I wanted to take whatever camera I into the field. The Phase One cameras and backs had a reputation for surviving in wet and rugged conditions so that was my first choice.
I had shot film in medium format cameras for almost 20 years so I knew what I was in for. Operating the camera would slow me down, I would have to wait between shots, I wouldn’t have access to very long lenses, I would miss some great shots. I prefer to nail one fantastic image than bring home a hard drive full of the merely okay.

I decided to take my P45+, a 39 megapixel back, to Madagascar for its maiden trip. My longest lens was a 300 mm, equivalent to about 200 mm in 35mm world. It would work well in situations well-suited to the strengths of the Phase One, but much of the time would be spent trying to capture a skipping lemur, a restive frog, a grumpy chameleon, or a tiny insect with a comparatively balky camera. I packed a 35mm with one lens, a 500, as backup just in case something spectacular happened that the Phase couldn’t possibly photograph.
The camera did spectacularly well, but I started to break down under the weight and stress of trying to master the system in rough circumstances. As predicted, a lot of images got away, especially the moving lemurs. Even chameleons, a specialty of mine, had a chance to march out of view as I fiddled with the camera. But the good images were great. Everything I value technically in a photograph was present: sharpness, exposure latitude, and rich color.
I had to revert to some old techniques. The lenses couldn’t follow focus so I pre-focused on the spot I expected an animal to pass and tripped the shutter when the moment arrived. I got a few serviceable shots.

We found a giraffe beetle under a leaf in the eastern rainforest of Perinet. This exotic creature is about as long as my thumbnail and as strange as any creature in Avatar. The faintest breezes blew the leaf slightly, making it impossible for me to focus. I told the clamp out of my bag, attached one end to my tripod and the other to the leaf. Voila, immobile insect.

Our visit to Baobab Alley on the west coast of the island fit the strengths of the Phase One system perfectly. Nothing this side of a rock beats a tree if you want to take your time creating an image, and the “upside-down trees” both symbolize the island and offer strong graphic elements. The spiny forest of the south is like nowhere else on the planet, with twisting tendrils protected by natural needles. Near sunset their backlit leaves glow.

Madagascar is one of my favorite places on Earth, full of marvels, a photographer’s dream. If I had just one chance to visit, I would probably go for a faster outfit, but given the chance to supplement a large collection or the time to fail several times between each success, I would go for digital medium format.