Word: boated
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Happily, the four boaters cruised south for 125 downstream miles, beyond Candlestick Spire toward the roily confluence of the Green and Colorado Rivers. There Pilot Del Rich stopped to help another boat, which was hung up on a sandbar. The rest of the Friendship Cruisers moved past and out of sight. Rich set off after them. Time and again the boaters had been warned to turn left and head upstream into the Colorado, not downstream. But Rich unthinkingly took the wrong turn and cruised on into the white water of Cataract Canyon. It was a human mistake-past the point...
...Riches plowed into boiling rapids, where men and boats have little chance. Up and down, 6-ft., turbulent swells bounced the cruiser. It capsized. Father Frank Rich was heard to scream: "Here we go." Those were his last words. Del Rich pulled his wife from under the boat, and they clawed to shore, watching father and mother bob downstream. Exhausted and distraught, they prayed. Then they limped upstream over sharp limestone, looking for help. "Someone will come," said Penney. "We were not saved from the water to die on the shore...
After 21 hours, a search plane sighted them, dropped a note to a boat, which picked them up. Mother Lillian Rich was given up for dead. But next day a helicopter spotted her, cut and bone weary, back near the confluence, picked her up by landing in a nearby clearing. Search parties later retrieved the hull of the Rich boat, its motor, top and windshield gone. Gone, too, was Frank Rich. His son, Del, could not forgive himself. "It was my fault, my fault," he mumbled over and over, staring out at the river...
...first time in years, Campbell has a serious U.S. challenger: Bandleader Guy Lombardo, who is building a new aluminum jet-propelled hydroplane that he will try out this fall. Lombardo professed to be undisturbed by Campbell's latest feat. "We figured when we planned our boat," he said, "that we would have to design it to go 300 m.p.h. I'm confident we'll beat Campbell's record...
...Duluoz invents (and then sees, fearfully, in every dark doorway), gets from place to place by grooking. Dr. Sax plays poker incessantly, has a high, fiendish laugh ("Mwee hee ha ha ha"). And when his stalking of the evil Great World Snake makes it necessary, he pulls a rubber boat out of his slouch hat, pumps it up and paddles across the Merrimack...