Regrets on a sorry end. We experienced the loss of a vessel this summer at Chincoteague Inlet. Nothing raises the hair on your neck like listening to 16 as the CG responds to a Mayday at 0100 on a moonless night. The boat was a total loss. In that case it was fatigue, poor judgment, and the mistaken notion that it was safer going in than to stay out. In this case cruising the Atlantic coast with old paper charts, a handheld and an ipad-wannabee chartplotter suggests a general disregard for the value of proper navigational tools, and the true costs therein.