I found the Lady Rose at her berth at the Argyle Street wharf but hanging out from the wharf by one headline and slowly swinging back and forth, her stern aimed first at Polly Point and then at the Somass River. It was on the sunny day following the arrival of the tidal wave at just after midnight on March 28, 1964, that I went down to the waterfront to see what had happened. I needed to see if our Uchuck II, tied to the Fisherman’s floats at Port Alberni, was alright and to