Cap'n Boneheads Everywhere
Saturday I was coming across the Broads from Wolfboro and just happened to be explaining what a "Captain Bonehead" was to one of my guests. We had our eye on a med-sized boat that was coming towards us from the port quarter and not slowing down or making moves to avoid.
Figuring we had a prime example of Cap'n Bonehead on our hands, I cut back throttle to let the joker pass. To our amazement, this tarter-head stops his boat directly in front of us, no more than 100 foot away and starts rooting around for something down in his cabin. After a few seconds, he reappars, guns the engine and takes off up the Broads. I don't think he ever realized that we were there.
Never assume anyone knows what they're doing.
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