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any instruments at all, even a compass I was on a big lake in the Canadian bush and ignored my common sense. In fact I doubt I had any back then. Got socked in and had to hug the shore, once I found it and follow it back to camp. The lakes up there and just full of huge rocks so we had to inch along at idle speed and it took hours.
With the rocks in some of those lakes a compass and GPS would not have helped that much unless you plotted a clear route out and followed it back.
There were enough fog horns in the areas I ran, that I could at least be heading in the right direction. I was glad when we got radar. Hard to watch the prop wake when you can only see it for hundred yards or less. Compass brought me home from Fishers Island many a time late a night.
I had to get across the lake at an idle. I could have hit other boats and the only way I really found my way was following the bouys of a string of crab traps. When they ran out I just sorta winged it. Very tense as I could hear other clowns on the lake with their boats wide open. At least it sounded that way and with the thick fog I could not really tell which direction they were.