That was a day that will live in my memory forever. I was in a 22' open boat, about a half mile south of Camanoe Head, fishing for salmon. ("Stilly River Sage" knows where I was, but for the rest of you, I was in Central Puget Sound).

When she blew, we felt the concussion and heard the sounds. Sound travels well on water, and we were on the water, sandwiched between the Olympic mountains and the Cascade mountains. As the BOOM traveled up the sound, over one hundred miles away, it kept bouncing back and forth between the two mountain ranges. As a result, we heard and felt five separate and distinct shocks.

We had NO CLUE what had happened. We had no radio on baord, and as we were close to Oak Harbor Naval Air Station, we assumed that a bomber had crashed and exploded.

It wasn't until we got back to the dock at 1:30 that afternoon that we found out what happened. I still remember standing on the summit of that mountain in 1961 ... I'll never fo that again! Bob