I ran across this in my readings this past week and got a chuckle out of it. I thought the boat people, and others, might enjoy it also:
Letter to the Times, June 17, 1978:
Sir,
It is not only dates that make nice patterns of numbers. Some years ago I was bringing a Destroyer home from the Far East and was required to report my position twice a day.
One evening, I saw that we would be passing close to where the Greenwich Meridian cuts the Equator so arranged to arrive there dead on midnight. Once there I altered course to due North and stopped engines so my position signal read:
At 0000 my position Latitude 00°00′N, Longitude 00°00′E. Course 000°. Speed 0.
I had considered saying I was Nowhere but thought (probably correctly) that Their Lordships would not be amused.
Yours faithfully,
Claud Dickens
Interesting, what is the probability of that happening again! Everyone has to be somewhere sometime. :) Aviation people appreciate the same phenomenal, I am sure.
Doyle
Spooky.
I guess more chance it happening at exactly a million to one than not quite a million to one. :D
Suzi