"No, but it was luck they weren’t.  They were mighty close to the Entrance when some people in a motor-boat saw ’em an’ chased ’em—just managed to stop ’em in time.  They’d have been in the surf in three minutes, an’ no boat could live there unless it was jolly well handled. You’ll see the fishing-boats comin’ in sometimes, when they’ve been out with the nets after a shoal of salmon, and it just is exciting!  Even with four good men pullin’, it’s risky enough to bring a big boat through those breakers.  Dad seen one turned clean over one day, an’ one man was caught underneath it an’ killed.  An’ that was a great big sea-goin’ fishin’-boat, not the sort of little cockle-shell thing that people pull round on the lakes."