Funny fog sailing story:

1983 - Trip took us around Long Island. Out Mamroneck, down the sound, around Montauk, back along the Atlantic and up through NY harbor in Dad's old Nor'Sea 27. We're coming up the channel towards the Verazano Bridge in deep deep fog. No radar aboard and we're navigating by compass, depthsounder and charts. We hear a naval fog horn in the distance and realize we're in the path of something with radar. A short time later the blasts come again. This time the blast pattern tells us that we're on a head-on collission course from something come out the harbor. We head off to starboard a couple of degrees. A short time later, COLLISSION WARNING BLASTS! We're about to get run down! So we fire up the diesel and head 90-degrees to starboard out of the shipping lane. We're looking around to see if we can spot the boat when the fog about 50 feet astern goes totally black. Then we see the giant white lettering go by as well, QUEEN ELIZABETH II. Yahhh! Britches checks all around! <img src="http://www.catsailor.com/forums/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />