My careful scrutiny of the image was the result of my natural skepticism of anything written or shown by any grumpy old geezer, like you or Rob C or me.
And here's an 'emitocon' just for you:
Steady on, old chap! I might be as grumpy as you and Rob, but I'm probably a bit fitter. On my last photographic trip, I clambered down from the top of Australia's highest waterfall to the bottom, along a winding, tortuous track through the rainforest, with camera around neck, lenses in waistcoat and tripod in hand.
At the bottom of the falls I did a lot more clambering over huge boulders, looking for an interesting angle to shoot the falls. This was tricky because a camera around one's neck tends to swing as one climbs over rocks, and a tripod in one hand is a bit of a handicap.
The procedure I adopted was to place tripod and camera on top of any huge boulder I had to negotiate, clamber around the rock, then collect the camera and tripod from the other side, and repeat the process further along. Progress was slow and arduous.
Unfortunately, I made a very silly mistake (that's unusual, isn't it ) and failed to recognise the opening in the rainforest undergrowth where I had entered this rock-strewn bed at the foot of the waterfall. It was not a well-trodden path I had taken.
I never did find that narrow track. After much wasted effort, I decided to take the longer route entailing more clambering over huge boulders. I finally hit the official track that all tourists take and began the seemingly never-ending climb to the top where my car was parked.
I can tell you, my heart beat took a long time to subside at the end of that day's outing. I might not have got the spectacular photos I was aiming for, but I sure got some good exercise.
Take care of your health, old chap!