Later that evening we realized we couldn't find the camera. We looked all over the house-(It had been zipped in my jacket pocket) but couldn't find it.
The next day we boarded a plane back to Florida. Mom told us she'd clean up and the camera would show up somewhere in the aftermath that was our Pleva Christmas. It didn't.
My dad said he'd go out and look where we had been snowmobiling; he found nothing.
Pentwater had a very snowy, cold winter. I'm not sure the exact amount but it came up to my mother’s waist.
Fast forward: March 13th, 2010. Snow is beginning to melt in Pentwater. Gary & Betty decide to go out and look one last time for the camera. They go to the river, the state forest, large open fields and winding trails. The Jeep needs gas...Mom says "Let's fill up there's one more spot to check"- the large "bowl" where the camera was last used.
They park by the road and walk up into the bowl area-it's mucky and wet. They see some foot prints and dog tracks....and very close to that....a camera.
This camera has been lying, buried in the snow for 2-1/2 months. Gary picks it up and turns it on. The battery is full and he flicks through the pictures on a crystal clear LCD monitor.
The camera works like new.
Note, this is no ordinary camera. Had this been my Cannon this story would not have ended this way, but Adam was set on this camera because
1. It's waterproof up to 33'
2. It's crush proof up to 220 lbs.
3. It's shock proof when dropped from 6'6
and most importantly:
4. It's freeze proof to 14 degrees.
Our camera will be arriving home after it's long lonely winter and we will FINALLY get to see our Christmas pictures.
Thank you Saint Anthony for answering our prayers.
Thanks Mom & Dad for going out one last time.
Thanks Olympus for making this rocking camera.
Don't you just love happy endings?
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