The fog was back, so the strategy was to sail from the Yacht Club until I could see no land, and continue on until the other side of the enclosed bay became visible...get my bearings...and aim for where I thought the launch was, or to just jibe in the mists and do the same when the shore reappeared. Unlike the last fog sesh there were no shotguns to avoid, though I did come close to sailing smack into an outboard motor, that was sticking out of the water, apparently minding its own business. It didn't come into view until I was about 50 yards out. (I was lit on a 6.2)
Puffin note: I only saw one where you'd usually see fifty or more. I wonder if they're heading north for this non-winter.