Talking about loosing a wallet. Several years ago when Roger (The bus driver) and Richard (Tour operator from Scottsdale) did a charter on the CTRSS that I was on with my wife, dad, & mother. We had a great time, it was a fantastic trip.
Well several years later on another charter I was on the out cropping of rocks between the trestle and Osier when I knocked over my camera bag on the rocks. Well, I gather up all the things that fell out including several rolls of film. I noticed a roll that was pretty far down into the rocks and was able to recover it. I figured that it could have been one of mine or it could belong to someone else, I was looking forward to seeing what was on it. I took all of my film (You can tell this was several years ago, remember film) to the processor and when I got my pictures back I was looking through them and all of a sudden there were pictures of my dad that had die a year or two ago. Boy was that strange. After looking closely at the pictures I realize that it was my own roll of film that I had lost several years before.
I realize this has nothing to do with a scam, but was interesting.