No guy on this forum would match the one I ran into yesterday on the Chesapeake! I hope. But, at the end of the story, you'll read why your cell phone can come in very handy.
My wife and I were sea-trialing our boat yesterday, still trying to resolve the cooling issue you've read about. On Ch 16 there came a loud & clear request for a radio check to which I responded. The other guy (to be known as the OG) thanked me and then casually mentioned he had run out of gas and would I send someone out to help him. However, he had no idea where he was and could only vaguely describe his surroundings. In response to my question, he said he had no chart, "I don't have anything", he said
Time to turn him over to the pros - I gave him Towboat US's 800 number and instructions on how to reach them on Ch 16 (which the CG was monitoring, it turns out). TWenty-five minutes later, when I was back at the dock, the radio crackled with the same guy repeating the same dillema except that by now his cell phone had died while he was talking with Boat US (Towboat). They couldn't read his transmission so I relayed. As the conversation progressed, we tried to pin down his location by asking where he had started from..when..where he visited..and where he was headed. He had gone for lunch to a restaurant in the shadow of the huge Chesapeake Bay Bridge (can you imagine what he had for lunch)..turned south and was supposed to head in at the sight of the Thomas Point Light which is the size of a house on pilings in the middle of the bay. Unmistakable on this clear day. Had no concept of his location except that he was in 34' of water and saw a couple of silver domes. That's when Towboat US & I decided we would turn the OG over to the CG 'cause we were helpless (I am briefing this down a lot including the sometimes long radio silences where one could suspect he had fallen asleep or passed out). Perhaps, CG could triangulate his radio calls.
Towboat called me later on my cellphone to report that CG had located him. How: playing back the radio xmns, they got his cell number..called the carrier which gave them the location of his last transmission. He thought he was near or wanted to be near the Severn or South Rivers. He was actually in North Beach, about 10 to 15 miles of his intended mark which explains why I heard him so well (about 3 miles away) and Towboat (In Annapolis) could barely make him out. I plan tomorrow to call Towboat to learn how it all turned out. Starving, we had to head home knowing the weather was good...and that the higher force was protecting the OG.
I think the domes were either the Navy's big radar antennas near Chesapeake Beach or the tennis courts at Herrington Harbor South marina off Herring Bay. So, carry that cell phone, charged and you, too may be rescuable after inhaling too much "lunch".
Joel Albert, Potomac MD
"Charlie B" - 1988 32' FBS
Twin 318's/FWC/16x15 nibral props
docked Deale, MD