However, the boat did not seem to be losing much air so we did not worry. However... today was Friday the 13th. At about a quarter of a mile from the ship their was a loud hiss and t e entire front section of the rubber raft collapsed. Quickly removing the gear from the front compartment, Ken and I pulling on the tow rope to keep the sagging bow from going beneath the water. So we rode the last quarter mile like a duo of Poseidons (of modern vintage of course.