wasn''''t anyone scared?
When I was fourteen, I was standing my first night watch on a sail across the Bay of Fundy from Maine to Nova Scotia. It was very dark. The tide changed and soon these waves were popping up out of nowwhere all over the place (that''ll happen up there when the wind is against the tide). In the dark, it seemed like these murky brown-green waves were towering over the cockpit of our little 23'' trailer sailer (they were probably no bigger than about 4 feet). I was convinced that the Bermuda Triangle was no where near Bermuda, but was right there in the Bay of Fundy!
I still love sailing.