A very calm day, so calm, we barely moved. Marinduque was still in sight. The heat was scorching us.
I opened the portfolio I carried, took out its contents of maps and reports and placed them inside a big round bamboo tube, a foot and a half long, which I closed and sealed with wax. Then I tied the bamboo to a piece of heavy iron. The idea was to dump the papers overboard should we be searched by Japs and claim we were peaceful fishermen uninterested in the war between America and Japan. We were to remember the spot by triangulation. After the Japs would be gone, one of the crew, a diver good for 12 fathoms, would dive and retrieve it.