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I don't expect a 'magic wand' cure but I supose I just want to get this off my chest.
Beautiful day, went sailing with family for a picnic just inside Old Harry Rocks that form a wind break and are about 4 miles from Poole Entrance. The chosen area is well out of the channel and all other sailing and shipping routes. Been there 15 min's every pigging power crazed cowing lunatic with more horsepower than brain cells uses us as a way point [to where for goodness sake]. They circle round us towing screaming kids, women, dogs, Islamic Fundermentalists, Radio One DJs and Gods know what else on brightly coloured inflated rings. We move to a quieter area nearer Studland, Guess bloody what, yes you've got it here they freaking come again, only now we're apparantly the other end of their dance of a thousand horsepower. Several friendely waves from me had no effect, but I did hit one of them with a cunningly tossed chicken bone. The seemed to get the point [if not the rest of the chicken] and went elsewhere. BUT WHY DO ALL POWER BOAT DRIVERS ALWAYS ACT LIKE THIS. I say all and if you say "nay lad not me" Your a bloody liar sir, I've NEVER seen a sensibly driven power boat ever everever.
Now I've got that off my chest I feel so much better, I'll go and cut up some raw meat and feed the wife. [Of course through the bars, do think I'm mad!!]
Beautiful day, went sailing with family for a picnic just inside Old Harry Rocks that form a wind break and are about 4 miles from Poole Entrance. The chosen area is well out of the channel and all other sailing and shipping routes. Been there 15 min's every pigging power crazed cowing lunatic with more horsepower than brain cells uses us as a way point [to where for goodness sake]. They circle round us towing screaming kids, women, dogs, Islamic Fundermentalists, Radio One DJs and Gods know what else on brightly coloured inflated rings. We move to a quieter area nearer Studland, Guess bloody what, yes you've got it here they freaking come again, only now we're apparantly the other end of their dance of a thousand horsepower. Several friendely waves from me had no effect, but I did hit one of them with a cunningly tossed chicken bone. The seemed to get the point [if not the rest of the chicken] and went elsewhere. BUT WHY DO ALL POWER BOAT DRIVERS ALWAYS ACT LIKE THIS. I say all and if you say "nay lad not me" Your a bloody liar sir, I've NEVER seen a sensibly driven power boat ever everever.
Now I've got that off my chest I feel so much better, I'll go and cut up some raw meat and feed the wife. [Of course through the bars, do think I'm mad!!]