Speaking of getting searched at night, I had the strangest encounter ever with the EP here in RI on Saturday.
The three of us were sitting around talking after the dive and the EP truck pulls up.
Two officers get out of the truck. I am still in my drysuit and dripping wet. So here I am expecting the lobster questions....
Instead one of them shines his light on a pile of beer bottles someone had left by our cars and says, "We just wanted to inform you there is no drinking allowed in the park."
So I told him the truth, "We aren't drinking. Those were already here when we arrived."
He just answered, "Okay, thanks have a nice night," and then they both left.
They didn't look in our vehicles, didn't look at our piles of gear, and never once asked about lobsters. If it weren't for their uniforms I would have figured them for town police or state troopers.
