The first time I saw a GoPro camera, I actually burst out laughing. It was a clunky little device. Small, yet strangely out of proportion, with a design that resembled a camera from the 1980s.
It was fiddly to use and felt like something that had been put together by a teenager in a garage (it almost was). Despite seeing it in a lot of people’s hands and hearing rave reviews from some users, I dismissed it as a fad.
A few years later, I was forced to use the next generation of the GoPro during a shoot for a car review. The cameraperson used some strange plasticky cover on top, screwed it into a weird-looking clamp, jammed that into a suction cup, stuck it outside the car and told me to drive as fast as I could.
It flew off the car at a very high speed (the suction cup, not the GoPro, was to blame) and was found lying half a kilometer away in a totally undamaged condition. I was shown the footage we had got, and it was incredible.
But I still wasn’t impressed enough and dismissed it as something that only action junkies and camera professionals could use.
The third generation of the GoPro cropped up at regular intervals: While paragliding, using the iFly machine, trying a Mission Impossible-style suspended plunge at an event.