Can remember going out on a charter boat for a days bass fishing near the Manacles quite a few years back..
nice hot day, boat at anchor, skipper sitting on the sterndeck rod in his hand leaning against the mizzen stay....yep you guessed it....it snapped.
Skipper in the water being carried away by a fast running tide...luckily there was a local boat nearby trolling for bass who managed to drag him aboard which was just as well because he was not far from the race...
Not nice at the time......but we all had a good laugh at his expense which he joined in with when he was safely back on board and none the worse for his ducking..
In my early scuba days....got dropped of at the shot line in the north sea, skipper got tides wrong....amazed how quick we got carried away....no danger could gave floated around for a long time with dry suits on had to get towed back to the shot line. did the dive quite interesting holding on to the shot line at right angles....till the tide turned.
Did day skipper MOB on the humber.......did that bucket move or what!
I took a diving club out for a dive one fine Saturday. They were all professors from Liverpool University. It was a perfect flat calm over the wreck and everyone decided to go together - my first mistake.
The only ones left up top were my crew and I. I usually insist on a marshal remaining with a kitted buddy ready to go at a moments notice, this day, maybe it was the sun and perfect weather I did not even mention it. They kinda just started popping over the side before I could work out it was all of them.
The depth of the wreck meant a usual dive time of 25 minutes to 30 at the outside. So we brewed up and kept an eye on the clock.
25 minutes came and went. 30 minutes came and went. 35 minutes, now I start panicking, have they come up in the wrong place, I sent the crew to the top of the wheelhouse, nothing! 40 minutes, ok, VHF in hand, a bit shaky, just another minute......
Then up pops an orange lifting bag, then another and another. They were decompressing on the way up, I started to see bubbles (as well as red!). At 50 minutes the divers started to turn up at the surface.
Once all aboard I started a friendly rant, oh it's ok says on of the chaps, we wrote our own dive tables we always stay down longer.
After that I turned into clipboard man, name, buddies name, how long you gonna be down? Two of you must stay up top. It is a scary business I was about a breath away from calling for a helo that day.