Seajet
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While most of us get irritated by inconsiderate behaviour, I think Daka makes a very good point that boats unable to withstand wash shouldn't be out there !
I'd qualify this by saying most fast mobo's around Chichester Harbour nowadays only speed up near the entrance so hopefully not around inexperienced people in dinghies, that's a place one can come across much more serious waves provided by Mother Nature - we once met an American sailor in Alderney, when he heard we were from Chichester he exclaimed " that's the roughest place I've seen, don't people get killed there ?! "
He'd just been across the Atlantic, so I was a little surprised.
I think mobo's are far more skilled and considerate nowadays compared to when I started playing with saily boats in the 1970's.
In those days we were anchored at East Head once, when we were treated to the sound of high powered engines on a gin palace shooting past in the dark, leaving a wash which rolled all the anchored boats, with lots of screaming, glass breaking etc.
It seems there is a God though; the engine sound tailed off prematurely, and we realised the berk had cut the corner, straight over the shallows - we actually heard the bang and whizzing revs as it went aground and sheared off the props, Dad & I rowed ashore in case they needed help, but fortunately not.
An expensive lesson for the high speed hero though !
I'd qualify this by saying most fast mobo's around Chichester Harbour nowadays only speed up near the entrance so hopefully not around inexperienced people in dinghies, that's a place one can come across much more serious waves provided by Mother Nature - we once met an American sailor in Alderney, when he heard we were from Chichester he exclaimed " that's the roughest place I've seen, don't people get killed there ?! "
He'd just been across the Atlantic, so I was a little surprised.
I think mobo's are far more skilled and considerate nowadays compared to when I started playing with saily boats in the 1970's.
In those days we were anchored at East Head once, when we were treated to the sound of high powered engines on a gin palace shooting past in the dark, leaving a wash which rolled all the anchored boats, with lots of screaming, glass breaking etc.
It seems there is a God though; the engine sound tailed off prematurely, and we realised the berk had cut the corner, straight over the shallows - we actually heard the bang and whizzing revs as it went aground and sheared off the props, Dad & I rowed ashore in case they needed help, but fortunately not.
An expensive lesson for the high speed hero though !
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