Yesterday I spent hours photographing a waterfall, and didn't worry once about what my camera-club people would think.
When people ask me how many cameras I own – the current count is twelve – I usually struggle to remember that I still have my c.2007 Olympus 770SW, one of the earliest waterproof cameras. Well, it came back into active service yesterday for the first time in years so that Penny and I could both have cameras handy through our ride on the Maid of the Mist. It did pretty well, too; I was shooting blind with it, given the conditions and its vintage LCD screen, but when I swapped for the c.2011 Panasonic TS3 I found that pointing it wasn't any easier.
The top two photos are from the Olympus, and the last two are from the Panasonic. I have "better" photos (including many taken by Penny, who has an excellent eye) but like these for their ability to convey a bit of the feel of the experience.