I do not make statements like the one found in the title of this article lightly. I only came to this conclusion after shooting with the Pentax for the past three months, in various conditions and locations around California, weighing the opinions of photographers I greatly respect. It wasn’t a revelation that came suddenly, but a feeling that developed slowly over time. The Pentax went from being a big, bulky camera, to a wonderful tool, to something I loved. When it came time to box up the Pentax 645z
and return it to it’s home at Ricoh, it felt like saying goodbye to a dear friend. A friend that, without him in my day to day life, things suddenly feel somewhat… lacking.