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Originally Posted by jrc
Yesterday we're heading towards Glendale south of Welch, when a large blue express crusier, 35'+ crosses us 75' off to our port bow. That's bad enough but not that unusual.
BUT on the bow of their boat are at least two kids, lying on their stomachs, Superman-style on the bow cushions, they're holding on to the short cushion rails literally for their lives. Every bump sends their bodies flying up into the air. I'm still kicking myself for not calling the MP, but all I could have said was a big blue boat with kids on the bow.
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I saw that Cap'n Bonehead, too. He also passed so close to us that his wake broke over our bow and drenched me, my son, and his friend. (My wife was sitting on one of the stern seats, so she missed all of the wash.) I was the stand on vessel, making about 8 knots (too rough to go up on plane - we weren't in a hurry and felt no need to beat ourselves black and blue), when he passed all of 40 feet in front of us, his kids hanging on for dear life.
Damn, where's my .50-cal when I need it?