They drove past Maze Hill then along towards the Greenwich University before turning right towards the pier. On the road about twenty five yards before the pier was a café called Mollies.’ They had seating outside and it was such a nice day again that they all sat in the sun until a little woman came out wearing a pinnie.
“Can I help you?’
“Yes said Rob, could we have four coffees please and four of your baguettes with chicken salad please.’
“The woman wrote down the order then went inside.
“Well isn’t this nice said Rob, nice weather, nice food, and the company of two beautiful women; what more could a man ask for.’
“You are a charmer Robert replied Monique.’ I cannot help myself it just comes natural.’
The coffee and food arrived Robert asked if Monique took sugar she nodded so Rob added some to her cup then handed it to her.’
“Selene would you like some?’
“No thanks’ Robert,’
Jim spooned some in his cup then took a sip. They had to cut the baguettes in half before eating them as they were almost a foot long.
Selene gave Jim the other half of her sandwich as a full one was just too much for her to eat. They discussed the wreck site and the possibility that the wrecks could be further out with tidal pull. We could seize the day and fly over to Dublin; it would only take us an hour and a half you know.’
“Could we, pleaded Monique; we could land in Ireland and spend the night there.’
“Well I’m up for it said Jim.’
Selene said that there was no time like the present so after they had all eaten their lunch and Rob paid the bill they left for the airport where Rob kept his Miles ex- military plane which seated up to 19 passengers. Rob rang the airport to ask them to have the plane fuelled and ready to leave upon his arrival.
They drove at speed to the airport terminal where the left the car then went through the airport check before boarding the plane. It was only one o’clock so they had plenty of time. Once they were given clearance Rob taxied down the runway then turned and then let out the throttle and the plane began to pick up speed until the flaps went down and the aircraft left the ground. Rob turned the plane and they headed North Easterly. They flew at twenty thousand feet at a cruising speed of 160 knots after an hour they descended to a height of 120 feet. The plane had photographic equipment on board that was used during the war so as they were flying over the coastline they took as many photos as they could and recorded the co-ordinates of each one so they could be pin pointed on the map. They grid marked the photos so every square mile was covered along the coast to about from seventy miles out right up the coastline.
They landed in Shannon Airport where they took the negatives to be developed by a friend of Patrick Summers, one of the divers on the team.’
They managed to book a Country Manor house in Wicklow which was only thirty minutes walk from Dublin. Mr Ralph Mason and his wife Pat let them use the Manor house for ten pounds per night; they decided that they would need to fly over the area again this time further out. Patrick Summers brought them the photos that they had taken from 120 feet but they showed very little in the way of wrecks.
Patrick suggested that if they could fly at sixty feet the pictures might then reveal something.