A particular day of frustration occurred shortly later in early March again across the river to the Southeast. We had been unsuccessfully scouting for the better part of a week in a continuing effort being made by the 9th Infantry Division to locate the 216th NVA Division suspected to be in the area. It was well into the afternoon when we came across what appeared to be a base camp of sorts with several freshly dug heavy weapon pits and several camouflaged 'roof only' pole shelters. Under one pole shelter there was a bamboo table with what appeared maps and other paper work laid out. The location was in a partially defoliated area but was so laid in among the terrain it was almost undetectable even at tree top level. Fortunately or unfortunately no one was presently at home (it so appeared) and landing was out of the question due to absence of space (and nerve on my part). Anyhow, as I recall, the decision was to fix the coordinates of the camp location, depart the area and contact the air force with the suggestion for them or Army artillery to wait until late that night and then Trash the area with fire power after Charles had returned for a good nights sleep. We would then return to the area in the early AM to assess the results and mop up. Sounded like a good sense plan, Right? Wrong! for about an hour or so later while shut down and refueling at a near by watering hole, we heard, to our total disgust, the rumbling of heavy ordinance precisely from the very location reported. Unofficially the BDA report for this SNAFU was120 Palm trees...cost...$ 6 Zillion dollars.