One overboard and one retrieval story.
We had docked at Canadian Customs
dock to check in when ny wife, who almost NEVER swears, was preparing to hand me her passport.
That's when she slipped slightly and dropped it overboard.
At the top of her lungs, she yelled a one word epithet having to do with bodily excrement.
The passport had immediately disappeared under the starboard trampoline where we couldn't see it.
I was powerless to do anything for almost a minute until I could see if it was still on the surface and amazingly, it was. Surface tension was holding up the plasticized card! If I had dived into get it, it would have sunk for sure.
We had to patiently wait for the current
to bring it close enough for me to grab it.
Everyone on the dock was in suspense until I snatched it up.
Thankfully no boat
traffic had gone by either, or it would have been a goner.
Back in the '90's the Elliot Bay marina was being built in Seattle
One day, they placed all the dock boxes, the idea being the next day they would fasten all of them to the docks.
Sure enough, that night there was a big windstorm, and lots of them were blown over and sunk. Divers were called in to rescue
as many as possible, but the visibility got bad and many had to be abandoned.
Fast forward a few years, I had a boat
maintnenance job there when a call came in to get a diver to pull out the reported "White Rock in slip number (so and so).
It seems that whenever the marina assigned a transient slip and the vis was good along with sun and low tide, the slip assignee would see what looked like a big white rock.
I called the marina and asked if I pulled it could I keep it. They were glad to get rid of it.
For ten bucks i had a very barnacle encrusted brand new uninstalled dock box.
After "shaving" all the barnacles
off, I gave it a bath with Muriatic Acid.