A letter to Aquapac
Dear Aquapac,
My iPod is a stubborn little bugger. It couldn’t have been dropped more if the Tottenham goalkeeper owned it. It has been dunked in the Thames, the Kennet & Avon canal and the small stream behind my house. Yet it lives on. Sure, the backlit screen doesn’t work anymore, so I have to square it up to full sunlight in order to reduce guesswork in the tunes I select, but I love the little thing, it makes me happy. Imagine my horror, then, when yesterday it slipped through the wet fingers of my gloves and plunged into the cool depths of the Mississippi River. To help you imagine, I’ll tell you just that I made a small bleating sound that reduced itself to a drawn-out whimper. My headphones had gone in too, but that’s okay because they’re the submersible ones you sent me, but the orange iPod case, you’d said, was waterproof and good for heavy rain, but shouldn’t be put into the water, not all the way in. Not dipped. Or dropped. Or anything like I’d just allowed to happen. I’ll stop going on now, only to say I thrust my paws into the water and somehow managed to grab hold of an earphone wire. I pulled it up quickly but carefully, all at the same time, and expected the worst.
What I got, dear Aquapac, was a perfectly airtight iPod cover, a perfectly dry-as-a-bone iPod and a perfectly smiley face. I’m very glad to report that I am now wonderfully content to lob all of the following into the river at any given time, considering they’re protected by Aquapac. SPOT satellite tracker, Garmin GPS, HTC smart phone, MacBook Pro and even some hard drives for all my videos.
Thanks again for keeping my Expedition dry.
Dave Cornthwaite, sheltering from storms on the Mississippi river, en route from source to sea on a Stand Up Paddleboard