When I was 18 or 19 I had a 12 ft. Highlaker with an 18 hp Evinrude on it, I would launch at Redondo and fish Pt. Defiance, made this run numerous times. 1 morning my cousin and I launched just as it was getting light enough to see that it was pretty foggy out, I had a compass and knew the heading so we decided to go for it. We start out and theres probably .25 mile visibility, were cruisin across with the motor wide open (hoping to make the morning bite) the water is flat calm but the fog is getting thicker. We had been running about 15 min. and were entering the shipping lanes when all of a sudden we launch off this wave and I'm pretty sure the entire boat is airborne, my cousin flies about 2 feet out of his seat and manages to stay in the boat, the boat slams down but the motor has kicked sideways and spins the boat, the next wave came within inches of swamping us but I managed to get things straightened out and back under control, it was then that we saw the stern of a huge freighter steaming away from us, we had to have crossed <100 yards behind that ship. We continued on at a very slow speed and stopped every couple minutes to listen for ships. Every time I'm on the water in fog I have flashbacks. Got a nice king and my first saltwater caught steelhead that day.