Right of way
I've been on the lake for 10 years and have owned a boat for nine of them. When I'm on the boat, I like to relax and let the stresses of life flow behind me and dissipate with the propwash. I can't think of a single time when I just HAD to get somewhere in a hurry, except for the time I pulled a kayaker out of the water in early May a few years ago. He was almost gone, but that's another story for another time.
Anyways, I'm digressing and want to come back to the point.....which is....when I'm in my boat I don't consider that the right of way is ever something I have, but rather, something I give. I'll give it up all day long and never claim it to be mine. Until somebody invents the perfect bonehead detector, I don't feel compelled to ever be dead right about about some "rule" of safety. I'll never let myself be worked up into a frenzy by some moron that doesn't even know the rules of safety. And I will not allow an idiot's actions to control my thoughts to the point that I get so upset that I can't even think straight. That's the ultimate put down......the idiot doesn't know you exist......and he is exercising control of your being.
Give it up, it's not worth the emotion.
Upthesaukee, wonder if we ever worked the same sector?
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