Yesterday, we selected a quiet anchorage just north of an island community called Grant Farm. Where we dropped the hook was remote and somewhat private. After awhile I saw a small powerboat appoaching us at a rapid pace. I didn't think much about it. The little island we anchored behind looked inviting. I'm told many local people picnic there on weekends. Suddenly, the little power boat stopped and the two young people (college age maybe) started waving frantically at another passing powerboat.

Fortunately, that second boat was a Fish and Wildlife Commission boat. Just as the FWC boat stopped the first vessel sank, stern first. It was underwater in mere seconds.
	If the FWC boat hadn't been near it would taken me 2 to 4 minutes to get our dinghy untied and into the water, and another few minutes to reach them. So those kids would have been in the water for a while.
The two unhappy youngsters eventually left with the FWC patrolman in his boat... the sunken vessel was left drifting with only it's bow showing above the water.
	Less than an hour later, two fisherman happen by. They declare the abandoned ship theirs under the maritme salvage laws. They wrestled with that little boat until they realized they were NOT equipped to tackle such a project. But by now they worked the hapless ship completely under water. They tied one of their beer bottles to it to mark the location and vowed to return with a bigger boat.
Another hour goes by and the two college age kids show up in a substantial vessel looking to recover their loss little boat. I tell them the tale of to two self-proclaimed salvage operators and point-out where I last saw their property go completely under.
After about forty-five minutes of diving, tying, and towing our two young adventurers had their little skiff above water again and were happily dragging it back to where ever they got it earlier in the day.