By this time Troy's foot was really hurting, so I went snorkeling by myself while he took pictures. I could have stayed in all day, but we had a boat to catch back to Cairns in 45 minutes. So I climbed out of the water and took a few pictures of my own. I had a perfect idea for a shot, so I asked Troy to walk out on a rock to get a picture of him with the ocean in the background. On his second step onto the rock, his feet slipped out from under him and he fell flat on his back hard on the rock. It was a full body whiplash kind of fall. I was sure he had hit his head or broken a rib. But he got up without further injuries, just piping mad.
Yes, his phone was dead. We eventually found out that he lost everything on it. The corrosion from the salt water set in almost immediately and we could not recover any of his data or pictures. Defeated, we began our walk back to the boat. As we stepped onto the trail, my sunglasses fell off my head and landed on the ground. In almost the same second I stepped on them with a crunch. So, with a cut foot, sore body, dead phone, and broken sunglasses, we headed back. The day ended with a trip to the urgent care center for good measure.