This afternoon as I was in the middle of taking this weeks Project 52 photo, my camera had an unexpected meeting with the wood floor beneath it. As I was adjusting the subject of my photo, I stepped back and kicked the tripod with my foot. I didn’t turn around, I just heard the inevitable clatter, knowing what I’d done. After I’d spoken two words, the first being “Oh” and the second beginning with “S” (showing restraint with my chosen expletive) I turned around in what seemed like slow motion, expecting to see my beloved Fuji S5700 in a million pieces on the floor. Instead it was on it’s side in full tact with what appears to be absolutely no physical scars after it’s accident.

Gingerly I switched it on, desperate to hear it’s ‘beep’ which would assure me it was still alive. It beeped. I breathed again. I tried a few of the settings, zoomed in and out and took some photos. All appears to be well. The camera cost me a little over £100 so it’s not like it’s massively expensive to replace, but I have to say I do love this camera and have absolutely no intentions of parting with it. This is the photo I was in the process of taking – this one was taken post-fall.

Life through a lens (5/52)

Many a time I have put the camera on the tripod and been concerned that I would accidentally kick it and knock it to the floor. I didn’t have such a concern today as the tripod wasn’t extended to it’s maximum height, so it seemed reasonably stable.

So, that was an unplanned test of the Fuji Finepix S5700’s robustness and durability on behalf of Fruit Bytes readers. It passed.