LOST ON A SEAPLANE AND SET ADRIFT IN A MINE-FIELD
Adventures on the North Sea
Told by a Seaplane Observer
The Great War has introduced new perils both on land and sea. Here is the story of one of them—two men drifting through a mine-field on a crippled seaplane, fending off mines with their bare hands, and expecting every moment to be blown to pieces! Daring adventure told in the Wide World.
I—"MY HUNDREDTH FLIGHT OVER THE NORTH SEA"
I completed my "century" of seaplane flights over the North Sea with an adventure the like of which, I trust, will never occur again.
Many varied experiences have gone to total up that number of ascents—some far from pleasant, others most interesting, and well repaying one for occasional hardships.
The sequel to my one-hundredth flight, however, will take a lot of effacing from my memory.
The atmosphere was a trifle thick when we started off from our base with the intention of flying an ordinary hundred-and-fifty-mile circular patrol.
The farther we progressed, the thicker grew the haze, till we at last were travelling through dense fog.