Fog Is a Puzzlement SOI 



But I decided one thing as I paddled leisurely toward the 

 canoehouse in the slowly thinning mist. If Herbie joined the 

 many lads who were following the sea, I was glad that he 

 would not have to navigate as men had formerly done, and 

 that he could stand at the wheel in the denseness of a Pacific 

 fog and know with some certainty what was ahead. 



