I killed my iPhone with my own sweat. It happened while we were in Yosemite, which is a pretty decent place for an electronic device to spend its last days. So, you’re welcome iPhone.
Here’s what happened: Isaac, the Bodenettes and I took a hike to Vernal Falls. From our campsite, it was about 5 miles roundtrip. We each carried one kid in a backpack, except for the occasional stretch where they would get out and charge it (aka pretend they’re Elsa climbing an icy mountain). The backpacks each have a zipper pocket, which is where I kept our snacks, a diaper and my iPhone. So, if you can imagine, the iPhone is pressed against either the back of the kid (if they’re in the backpack) or the back of the adult (if the kid is out of the backpack). I wish I could show you a visual – I have a few super cute photos of the 4 of us all geared up, but they’re on my dead phone. #MotherEffer
The hike was awesome and definitely kicked my booty – trekking up a 15% grade carrying a 35-pounder on your back is tough. I worked up a decent sweat straight away, which means Reece (who was on my back) got pretty sweaty as well. After a mile or so, I let Reece out to walk for a bit. At that point, the backpack is resting on my super sweaty back… giving the contents in the zipper pocked of the backpack a nice bath. My iPhone sat like that off and on for almost 4 hours. But, it wasn’t until I got back to the campsite that I took it out and realized it was wet.
I did everything you’re not supposed to do to a moisture exposed phone – tried every app, turned it on and off, took screenshots, played with the flashlight, etc. After a few minutes, everything went dark (including my soul). It’s been over a week and the phone has not responded to the rice trick. While it’s an iPhone 4 and I’m eligible for an upgrade, I am most sad about the data on the phone. Most of the photos from our time in Mammoth and Yosemite are on that phone, along with many voice memos that are rather near and dear to me (like the sound of my kid’s heartbeats while in utero). Anyhow, I’ll save you the pity party and just say, I am bummed about the loss.
I’m going to try and recover the data with the help of some tech guru at the Genius Bar this morning. Wish me luck!