Well. It had to happen, right? After twenty years of active computing, a hard drive has gone south on me. Oh, I’ve had drive hiccup before, but I’ve had time to retrieve my data before the platters froze up. And I’ve lost more than one Zip disk to the Click of Death. Interestingly, I don’t think I used floppies enough to keep track of catastrophic failures. But I’ve never lost an entire hard drive until now. And actually, that’s still not entirely true. The thing will work for a few minutes, but it eventually encounters what I think must be a bad block, and starts to power cycle without end. I’ve tried numerous utilities, I’ve tried reformatting it (I am told that will identify and lock out any bad blocks), I’ve tried tapping it firmly on the side. No good.
It is, of course, out of warranty.
This is my first drive failure, but unlike so many first times, I had a backup. I backed that drive up nightly (using Apple’s .Mac Backup program, which is not the best, but served in this case), so I lost one import of digital photos, which I happened to still have on the media card in the camera. (You see, I stopped having iPhoto erase the pictures off the card when downloading, after hearing about a guy who did that and had iPhoto crash while downloading the images, and so he lost them, in both places.) So really, I lost nothing.
I count myself lucky. And I will be buying another drive posthaste, so I can continue with the backup plan.
It happened to me, it can happen to you. You’ve been warned.