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Smith had mentioned a local fisherman named Bradford Shand to Corporal Werbicki as a possible contact. With the situation now doubly urgent, Werbicki left the area to contact Shand. Werbicki had visions of people drifting helplessly with the riptide that could run as fast as four to five knots in the sound, waters that were at the best of times bone-chillingly cold. Hypothermia was a deadly concern for those unfortunate enough to be immersed in the waters of the North Atlantic, particularly where there was a strong current running. They would soon be exhausted from attempts to fight the current, the cold sapping their energy and will to survive. This brings about a lethargic state and a sleepy feeling, with death occurring shortly thereafter. The number of observers along the shore was slowly increasing as people driving by or living in the area came to the site, drawn there by the sight of the RCMP cruisers and the number of people standing around. Some of them assumed that there had been a marine mishap, a possibility that was a part of tore weas Before leaving, Corporal Werbicki told Constable O'Brien to call the RCC (Rescue Coordination Center) in Halifax and ask them to do an initial phone search in order to determine if any aircraft were missing or overdue, unaware that this was already being carried out in Ottawa. O'Brien had to go to a nearby house and use their phone. His phone call was recorded by the RCC at 11:38 P.M. It would be early the next morning before the RCC put a call through to Coast Guard Cutter 101, tied up in Clark's Harbor about six miles away on Cape Sable Island, and sent it to the site. It would be nearly 12:30 P.M. the next day before the vessel appeared on the scene. Bradford Shand was at home in bed when he received a call from Corporal Werbicki asking for his assistance to help locate possible survivors from a plane crash in the sound. He did not hesitate to offer himself and his boat. He also suggested that another boat might help and Werbicki agreed. When he hung up he called Lawrence Smith, Norm's uncle, at his home. They were friends and he knew he could rely on his judgment. Both Shand and Smith had arrived back in port earlier that afternoon and were tied up alongside one another at what is called Government Wharf. Lawrence Smith's boat was tied up on the outside. It was common practice to do this and it was not unusual to see six or seven Cape Island fishing boats tied up side by side. They got maximum breakwater protection this way. Lawrence, as Shand knew he would, said he would meet him at the boats as soon as he could get dressed and get down there. Lawrence met Shand in about ten minutes and by this time there were Mounties and volunteers waiting to assist them. They jumped in then-boats and headed out to the channel and out into the sound. On his boat the Rhonda D, Lawrence Smith figured that from the information given him as to the approximate position of the impact site, he should sail a course between his present position and the light buoy at the northern end of Outer Island. Allowing for the current flowing out through the channel, he should soon come upon the aircraft and any survivors. Not far behind the Rhonda D, Brad Shand's boat, Joan Priscilla, was making slightly to the south of him, so as to cover the area when they arrived at the site. They talked back and forth on their radios, their voices tense with expectation. They daily life in all fishing communities.