... anchored in the Southwest branch of the Severn River about 3:00 PM, having traveled 40 nautical miles."
However there was also quite a welcome committee of one (ENOUGH, AT THAT), don't see it? Move your cursor over the picture at the left.
The anchorage was not much, shallow with a muddy bottom. We tried fishing, at the time there was no fishing license required in the Bay waters. If I am wrong about that I hearby deny I ever said what I allegedly just said. In any case we did not catch any fish.
I mentioned in an earlier post, that I have received two phone calls from the Marine Operator, the first for a companion boater and this time it was for me.
Spindrift, Spindrift this is the marine operator and we have phone traffic for you.
Panic!
The kids? Our families? Our home? What dreadful disaster?
As it turned out there was no disaster. At the time I was departmental chairman of the Physics Department and the problem there was easily taken care of. That is, once I could explain that a marine radio was a listen or talk device and not a listen and talk device (very non-intuitive for a person used to a phone). I thought the whole thing was kind of neat, my wife, who was trying to get me away from work was less happy, but observed
"Carl's office called him via marine radio."
