I left home deciding against taking my DSLR because I didn’t want to care about it. Instead, I decided that on this trip I would use my iPhone and my old G9 as backup.
Apparently feeling slighted by being third banana, my G9 camera made the decision to commit suicide at 70mph. I had no choice but to stand by or sit, as it were and watch in my side mirror as it’s little, black body bounced and spun on the roadway finally coming to rest on the shoulder. It was thoughtful enough to avoid being run over.
Even if the camera were destroyed, I still wanted the memory card that was inside of it. So, I doubled back to pick it up.
I didn’t know what I would find. It could have been gruesome.
Instead, because my camera was dressed for the crash, it came away relatively unscathed and works just fine. I’m actually quite shocked!