“Yes, I’m thinking I am the emergency,” I said. He looked at me quizzically. “Look straight down,” I said. There, about 60 feet directly below them, barely visible through the rain, was the little Maule, dark and drenched. “But we did not see you land!” the larger one exclaimed. Since I had no exterior lights they probably would not have seen me no matter how hard they tried. Suddenly, the larger man came running at me — I thought for a moment that he would punch me, but instead he picked me up off the ground in a bear hug and, with tears in his eyes, said, “We thought we had lost you!” It’s a moment I’ll never forget.