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Flashlight Enthusiast
Really nothing ****** me off more than losing my favorite light.
So last night I realized I don't know where my Hound Dog MD4 is. I went to sleep not really sad, just kind of numb. I think I've had that Malkoff Device for a number of years. Lost track. It's close to the latest gen. Maybe 3-4 years. I have two of them, one is neutral, beautiful tint but lower on lumens, I think 950 or such, the one I lost was full blast and pure white and over 1000 lumens. I liked the latter one and that the one that decided to evaporate into thin air. Of course.
I kind of suspected where it went, I was packing things in the car and while I usually stick it in the backpack, I put it in the rear pocket of my Vertx pants. And if you have Vertx pants you know the rear pocket is not very deep especially for an MD4 Hound Dog and with that fancy tailcap. I think I sat in the car, it fell out of my rear pocket and off the seat, on the floor between the seat and the door. And the next time I opened the door, probably at a gas station, it just fell out without me noticing it. I felt like such an idiot. Keeping it for years only to lose it such a dishonorable way.
My only consolation was that someone found it and hopefully put it to good use. So it wasn't "gone-gone" in a swamp somewhere, to get recycled into molecules for the next bazillion years. It merely changed ownership, unless a car ran over it, which is doubtful and even if it did, probably didn't do anything to it. Gas stations are high traffic areas, I am sure it got picked up in a nanosecond.
That was the going version. After searching the car for 100 and 1 times, and the yard, the grassy area between the car and the house. It wasn't there. When you open the door and something falls out, you hear a distinct bang, especially something as heavy as a Hound Dog. I thought maybe it fell on the grass which would perfectly explain why I did not hear anything. Seems like the perfect logical explanation and a totally wrong explanation as it turned out.
I ended up finding it in the bathroom of all places.
What actually happened, I unbuckled the belt (I have a fancy mil spec belt) and just fell out from the rear pocket onto the floor. The real mystery is why I didn't hear it then. It makes a very distinctive bang when it hits the floor. Maybe it hit something soft on the floor, like a towel that I sometimes have laying there, although it's not there upon examination.
I shall put it in the Unsolved Mysteries category.
I hear losing things in the bathroom is is actually fairly common. Cops lose firearms, I've found a cell phone once (Not mine, turned it in at the front desk).
I am glad. Made my day today. When you have a successful search and rescue mission.
Mental note: Do not put huge Hound Dogs in the rear pocket of your jeans, dockers or pants as it's an inherently unstable platform. My compact MD2 Malkoff OTOH stays there no matter what. It does fit better in the leg pocket, the one below the side pocket.
Any other interesting stories of search and rescue, or tragic stories of lights that disappeared, never to be seen again?
So last night I realized I don't know where my Hound Dog MD4 is. I went to sleep not really sad, just kind of numb. I think I've had that Malkoff Device for a number of years. Lost track. It's close to the latest gen. Maybe 3-4 years. I have two of them, one is neutral, beautiful tint but lower on lumens, I think 950 or such, the one I lost was full blast and pure white and over 1000 lumens. I liked the latter one and that the one that decided to evaporate into thin air. Of course.
I kind of suspected where it went, I was packing things in the car and while I usually stick it in the backpack, I put it in the rear pocket of my Vertx pants. And if you have Vertx pants you know the rear pocket is not very deep especially for an MD4 Hound Dog and with that fancy tailcap. I think I sat in the car, it fell out of my rear pocket and off the seat, on the floor between the seat and the door. And the next time I opened the door, probably at a gas station, it just fell out without me noticing it. I felt like such an idiot. Keeping it for years only to lose it such a dishonorable way.
My only consolation was that someone found it and hopefully put it to good use. So it wasn't "gone-gone" in a swamp somewhere, to get recycled into molecules for the next bazillion years. It merely changed ownership, unless a car ran over it, which is doubtful and even if it did, probably didn't do anything to it. Gas stations are high traffic areas, I am sure it got picked up in a nanosecond.
That was the going version. After searching the car for 100 and 1 times, and the yard, the grassy area between the car and the house. It wasn't there. When you open the door and something falls out, you hear a distinct bang, especially something as heavy as a Hound Dog. I thought maybe it fell on the grass which would perfectly explain why I did not hear anything. Seems like the perfect logical explanation and a totally wrong explanation as it turned out.
I ended up finding it in the bathroom of all places.
What actually happened, I unbuckled the belt (I have a fancy mil spec belt) and just fell out from the rear pocket onto the floor. The real mystery is why I didn't hear it then. It makes a very distinctive bang when it hits the floor. Maybe it hit something soft on the floor, like a towel that I sometimes have laying there, although it's not there upon examination.
I shall put it in the Unsolved Mysteries category.
I hear losing things in the bathroom is is actually fairly common. Cops lose firearms, I've found a cell phone once (Not mine, turned it in at the front desk).
I am glad. Made my day today. When you have a successful search and rescue mission.
Mental note: Do not put huge Hound Dogs in the rear pocket of your jeans, dockers or pants as it's an inherently unstable platform. My compact MD2 Malkoff OTOH stays there no matter what. It does fit better in the leg pocket, the one below the side pocket.
Any other interesting stories of search and rescue, or tragic stories of lights that disappeared, never to be seen again?