On (16 Apr 96) Bob Lawrence wrote to Bill Grimsley...



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 BL>   My funniest story is the time we were coming back from Bathurst in

 BL> light snow and heavy fog, just poking along, and on the Bell Road I

 BL> cold hardly see a thing, but everyone was overtaking me! I'd try to

 BL> tag on behind, but they were all driving like maniacs. And as soon as

 BL> I slowed down to a merely suicidal speed, he next lot would overtake

 BL> me. Finally I said: "There's something wrong," and when I
pulled over

 BL> to the side of the road and got out, it was a beautifully clear night.



 BL>   The fog had cleared but the car had misted up inside!



The worst fog Ive experienced was between Canberra and Yass. A mate and

myself were driving back to Yas one Sunday morning when we "hit" a bank

of fog. It was so thick that the only way we could continue was to take it

in turns to walk down the middle line with one hand on the bonnet of the car

so the driver could follow. As the driver peering through the windscreen, all

you could see was a hand and about 3" of sleeve disappearing into the fog.

It took us about 4 hours to get to Yass and we found out later that we 

had "Walked" passed a bloke on a MottoGuzzi that had overtaken us in the

fog but failed to negotiate a bend in the road and ended up hung up in a 

barb-wire fence. He was only about 3 metres from the side of the car when we

passed but didn't have a hope of seeing him. The "Guzzi" did its
usual trick

of turning into a kit when ever hitting anything larger than a shadow and the

tow-truck that recovered the bike finished off picking up the bigger bits

with a shovel.

There's nothing like coming in through Sydney heads on a patrol boat in a

real "pea-souper". Especially when the sub-leiutenant decides to
"focus"

the screen on the 975 navagational radar and stuffs it up completely. Its

even worse, when, as the only electronics technician on board, I'm lashed

in my bunk, "dying" from terminal sea-sickness (well, thats how it felt

anyway) and half the ships company have to carry me up to the bridge to fix

the radar then carry me back to my bunk so I could die in peace. It's a worry

when you're overtaken by cars in a fog but when you know that the HMAS

Melbourne (aircraft carrier) wasn't far behind,you're inclined to sweat a bit.

I spent some time on the Melbourne. That was the best time I had in the navy.

If you were on the Melbourne, you couldn't get run over by it!

TTFN. Robert.

... I used to be apathetic, but now I just don't care.



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