I was surprised by a pair of swimmers more than 1/4 mile away from shore on a choppy and cloudy day a few years ago in Alton Bay. They were incredibly hard to see. Since then, I have learned to keep a sharp lookout dead ahead for stuff low in the water; I don't want to be the guy that runs over a swimmer, stupid or not. That habit paid of handsomely last week when I was dodging all kinds of flotsam on the Hudson River. That's a river that you could never safely navigate at speed, at night. Saw some really big stuff floating on it.
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