After about half an hour in the fog, the Star looms out of the fog. Quite an eerie sight. Hard to tell, but the sails are set. The VIP guests on the packed poop deck are all getting soaked as water drips off the sails.
My boss Paul Koenig, a crew member for years, told me this morning that they were worried about dropping the tow rope from the tug boat, because they don't have a legal fog horn. But minutes before the fog lifted, they just dropped it and set sail... Positive thinking did the trick.