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Paul, Stu, you are right.
I will explain the crossing I witnessed later when I have some time. 15 does say turn starboard. r.w.landau
I will explain the crossing I witnessed later when I have some time. 15 does say turn starboard. r.w.landau
Paul, Stu, you are right.
I will explain the crossing I witnessed later when I have some time. 15 does say turn starboard. r.w.landau
I will explain the crossing I witnessed later when I have some time. 15 does say turn starboard. r.w.landau
Paul, Stu, you are right.
I will explain the crossing I witnessed later when I have some time. 15 does say turn starboard. r.w.landau
I will explain the crossing I witnessed later when I have some time. 15 does say turn starboard. r.w.landau
Paul, Stu, you are right.
I will explain the crossing I witnessed later when I have some time. 15 does say turn starboard. r.w.landau
I will explain the crossing I witnessed later when I have some time. 15 does say turn starboard. r.w.landau
It's nice to know the rules of the road
when afloat under sail or power, and I think my knowledge of them is pretty good. But over the years, I've learned from some pretty close calls that many other boaters out there don't have a clue, or worse, they just don't care. As a result, whenever I see a potential "issue" with another boat developing, be it power or sail, I make it clear -- and do it very early -- what my intentions are by steering away from that boat. No hits, no runs, no fouls.
when afloat under sail or power, and I think my knowledge of them is pretty good. But over the years, I've learned from some pretty close calls that many other boaters out there don't have a clue, or worse, they just don't care. As a result, whenever I see a potential "issue" with another boat developing, be it power or sail, I make it clear -- and do it very early -- what my intentions are by steering away from that boat. No hits, no runs, no fouls.
It's nice to know the rules of the road
when afloat under sail or power, and I think my knowledge of them is pretty good. But over the years, I've learned from some pretty close calls that many other boaters out there don't have a clue, or worse, they just don't care. As a result, whenever I see a potential "issue" with another boat developing, be it power or sail, I make it clear -- and do it very early -- what my intentions are by steering away from that boat. No hits, no runs, no fouls.
when afloat under sail or power, and I think my knowledge of them is pretty good. But over the years, I've learned from some pretty close calls that many other boaters out there don't have a clue, or worse, they just don't care. As a result, whenever I see a potential "issue" with another boat developing, be it power or sail, I make it clear -- and do it very early -- what my intentions are by steering away from that boat. No hits, no runs, no fouls.
It's nice to know the rules of the road
when afloat under sail or power, and I think my knowledge of them is pretty good. But over the years, I've learned from some pretty close calls that many other boaters out there don't have a clue, or worse, they just don't care. As a result, whenever I see a potential "issue" with another boat developing, be it power or sail, I make it clear -- and do it very early -- what my intentions are by steering away from that boat. No hits, no runs, no fouls.
when afloat under sail or power, and I think my knowledge of them is pretty good. But over the years, I've learned from some pretty close calls that many other boaters out there don't have a clue, or worse, they just don't care. As a result, whenever I see a potential "issue" with another boat developing, be it power or sail, I make it clear -- and do it very early -- what my intentions are by steering away from that boat. No hits, no runs, no fouls.
It's nice to know the rules of the road
when afloat under sail or power, and I think my knowledge of them is pretty good. But over the years, I've learned from some pretty close calls that many other boaters out there don't have a clue, or worse, they just don't care. As a result, whenever I see a potential "issue" with another boat developing, be it power or sail, I make it clear -- and do it very early -- what my intentions are by steering away from that boat. No hits, no runs, no fouls.
when afloat under sail or power, and I think my knowledge of them is pretty good. But over the years, I've learned from some pretty close calls that many other boaters out there don't have a clue, or worse, they just don't care. As a result, whenever I see a potential "issue" with another boat developing, be it power or sail, I make it clear -- and do it very early -- what my intentions are by steering away from that boat. No hits, no runs, no fouls.
That's true, Warren, and very necessary, but the
issue we're poking around now with r.w. is simply in what direction the "miss" adjustment should be made. We do what you recommend all th time, sometimes on a minute by minute basis when coming out of the estuary, a 6 nm trip in and out each sail.
issue we're poking around now with r.w. is simply in what direction the "miss" adjustment should be made. We do what you recommend all th time, sometimes on a minute by minute basis when coming out of the estuary, a 6 nm trip in and out each sail.
That's true, Warren, and very necessary, but the
issue we're poking around now with r.w. is simply in what direction the "miss" adjustment should be made. We do what you recommend all th time, sometimes on a minute by minute basis when coming out of the estuary, a 6 nm trip in and out each sail.
issue we're poking around now with r.w. is simply in what direction the "miss" adjustment should be made. We do what you recommend all th time, sometimes on a minute by minute basis when coming out of the estuary, a 6 nm trip in and out each sail.
That's true, Warren, and very necessary, but the
issue we're poking around now with r.w. is simply in what direction the "miss" adjustment should be made. We do what you recommend all th time, sometimes on a minute by minute basis when coming out of the estuary, a 6 nm trip in and out each sail.
issue we're poking around now with r.w. is simply in what direction the "miss" adjustment should be made. We do what you recommend all th time, sometimes on a minute by minute basis when coming out of the estuary, a 6 nm trip in and out each sail.
That's true, Warren, and very necessary, but the
issue we're poking around now with r.w. is simply in what direction the "miss" adjustment should be made. We do what you recommend all th time, sometimes on a minute by minute basis when coming out of the estuary, a 6 nm trip in and out each sail.
issue we're poking around now with r.w. is simply in what direction the "miss" adjustment should be made. We do what you recommend all th time, sometimes on a minute by minute basis when coming out of the estuary, a 6 nm trip in and out each sail.
On a clear day
a few summers ago, I was heading due east across the bay on a nice beam reach. It was mid-week and I thought I had the whole bay to myself. I then looked north and saw that a distant power boat was sort of heading my way. At the time, he was a few miles away, but using the "thumb measurement" method, I knew we were pretty much on a crossing course. I kept saying to myself, "its broad daylight, I've got over 450 sq feet of bright white sail up, this guy has got to see me, and all he has to do is turn one degree now and we'll pass safely." Yet he kept bearing down on me. At this point, I could see he was hustling as he was pushing a huge bow wave. As we got closer, I did a fast tack to starboard. As he passed, I saw that no one was at the controls on the bridge. No one. I blasted my horn 5 times in both surprise and anger. At that point, a head popped out of the doorway to below decks. A surprised skipper looked sheepishly at me, and shrugged, as he sped south. Both his brain, if he had one, and his boat, were on autopilot.... Lesson learned: Turn away early and live longer.
a few summers ago, I was heading due east across the bay on a nice beam reach. It was mid-week and I thought I had the whole bay to myself. I then looked north and saw that a distant power boat was sort of heading my way. At the time, he was a few miles away, but using the "thumb measurement" method, I knew we were pretty much on a crossing course. I kept saying to myself, "its broad daylight, I've got over 450 sq feet of bright white sail up, this guy has got to see me, and all he has to do is turn one degree now and we'll pass safely." Yet he kept bearing down on me. At this point, I could see he was hustling as he was pushing a huge bow wave. As we got closer, I did a fast tack to starboard. As he passed, I saw that no one was at the controls on the bridge. No one. I blasted my horn 5 times in both surprise and anger. At that point, a head popped out of the doorway to below decks. A surprised skipper looked sheepishly at me, and shrugged, as he sped south. Both his brain, if he had one, and his boat, were on autopilot.... Lesson learned: Turn away early and live longer.
On a clear day
a few summers ago, I was heading due east across the bay on a nice beam reach. It was mid-week and I thought I had the whole bay to myself. I then looked north and saw that a distant power boat was sort of heading my way. At the time, he was a few miles away, but using the "thumb measurement" method, I knew we were pretty much on a crossing course. I kept saying to myself, "its broad daylight, I've got over 450 sq feet of bright white sail up, this guy has got to see me, and all he has to do is turn one degree now and we'll pass safely." Yet he kept bearing down on me. At this point, I could see he was hustling as he was pushing a huge bow wave. As we got closer, I did a fast tack to starboard. As he passed, I saw that no one was at the controls on the bridge. No one. I blasted my horn 5 times in both surprise and anger. At that point, a head popped out of the doorway to below decks. A surprised skipper looked sheepishly at me, and shrugged, as he sped south. Both his brain, if he had one, and his boat, were on autopilot.... Lesson learned: Turn away early and live longer.
a few summers ago, I was heading due east across the bay on a nice beam reach. It was mid-week and I thought I had the whole bay to myself. I then looked north and saw that a distant power boat was sort of heading my way. At the time, he was a few miles away, but using the "thumb measurement" method, I knew we were pretty much on a crossing course. I kept saying to myself, "its broad daylight, I've got over 450 sq feet of bright white sail up, this guy has got to see me, and all he has to do is turn one degree now and we'll pass safely." Yet he kept bearing down on me. At this point, I could see he was hustling as he was pushing a huge bow wave. As we got closer, I did a fast tack to starboard. As he passed, I saw that no one was at the controls on the bridge. No one. I blasted my horn 5 times in both surprise and anger. At that point, a head popped out of the doorway to below decks. A surprised skipper looked sheepishly at me, and shrugged, as he sped south. Both his brain, if he had one, and his boat, were on autopilot.... Lesson learned: Turn away early and live longer.
On a clear day
a few summers ago, I was heading due east across the bay on a nice beam reach. It was mid-week and I thought I had the whole bay to myself. I then looked north and saw that a distant power boat was sort of heading my way. At the time, he was a few miles away, but using the "thumb measurement" method, I knew we were pretty much on a crossing course. I kept saying to myself, "its broad daylight, I've got over 450 sq feet of bright white sail up, this guy has got to see me, and all he has to do is turn one degree now and we'll pass safely." Yet he kept bearing down on me. At this point, I could see he was hustling as he was pushing a huge bow wave. As we got closer, I did a fast tack to starboard. As he passed, I saw that no one was at the controls on the bridge. No one. I blasted my horn 5 times in both surprise and anger. At that point, a head popped out of the doorway to below decks. A surprised skipper looked sheepishly at me, and shrugged, as he sped south. Both his brain, if he had one, and his boat, were on autopilot.... Lesson learned: Turn away early and live longer.
a few summers ago, I was heading due east across the bay on a nice beam reach. It was mid-week and I thought I had the whole bay to myself. I then looked north and saw that a distant power boat was sort of heading my way. At the time, he was a few miles away, but using the "thumb measurement" method, I knew we were pretty much on a crossing course. I kept saying to myself, "its broad daylight, I've got over 450 sq feet of bright white sail up, this guy has got to see me, and all he has to do is turn one degree now and we'll pass safely." Yet he kept bearing down on me. At this point, I could see he was hustling as he was pushing a huge bow wave. As we got closer, I did a fast tack to starboard. As he passed, I saw that no one was at the controls on the bridge. No one. I blasted my horn 5 times in both surprise and anger. At that point, a head popped out of the doorway to below decks. A surprised skipper looked sheepishly at me, and shrugged, as he sped south. Both his brain, if he had one, and his boat, were on autopilot.... Lesson learned: Turn away early and live longer.
On a clear day
a few summers ago, I was heading due east across the bay on a nice beam reach. It was mid-week and I thought I had the whole bay to myself. I then looked north and saw that a distant power boat was sort of heading my way. At the time, he was a few miles away, but using the "thumb measurement" method, I knew we were pretty much on a crossing course. I kept saying to myself, "its broad daylight, I've got over 450 sq feet of bright white sail up, this guy has got to see me, and all he has to do is turn one degree now and we'll pass safely." Yet he kept bearing down on me. At this point, I could see he was hustling as he was pushing a huge bow wave. As we got closer, I did a fast tack to starboard. As he passed, I saw that no one was at the controls on the bridge. No one. I blasted my horn 5 times in both surprise and anger. At that point, a head popped out of the doorway to below decks. A surprised skipper looked sheepishly at me, and shrugged, as he sped south. Both his brain, if he had one, and his boat, were on autopilot.... Lesson learned: Turn away early and live longer.
a few summers ago, I was heading due east across the bay on a nice beam reach. It was mid-week and I thought I had the whole bay to myself. I then looked north and saw that a distant power boat was sort of heading my way. At the time, he was a few miles away, but using the "thumb measurement" method, I knew we were pretty much on a crossing course. I kept saying to myself, "its broad daylight, I've got over 450 sq feet of bright white sail up, this guy has got to see me, and all he has to do is turn one degree now and we'll pass safely." Yet he kept bearing down on me. At this point, I could see he was hustling as he was pushing a huge bow wave. As we got closer, I did a fast tack to starboard. As he passed, I saw that no one was at the controls on the bridge. No one. I blasted my horn 5 times in both surprise and anger. At that point, a head popped out of the doorway to below decks. A surprised skipper looked sheepishly at me, and shrugged, as he sped south. Both his brain, if he had one, and his boat, were on autopilot.... Lesson learned: Turn away early and live longer.
Must be the same guy
Must be the same guy that came cruising into the no wake zone on the Sassafras River on autopilot. We were in my buddies bow rider doing apx 6 kts when I saw something out of the corner of my eye. It was a 50'er on plane and bearing down on us fast, maybe 15' away. My buddy broke right and we started screaming profanities and hitting the horn which finally got his attention. I watched him get out of his chair and take it off autopilot. He hadn't even been looking at where he was going. Yes he looked embarassed, no we didn't go talk to him but it was very tempting to do so. You just can't trust anyone.
Must be the same guy that came cruising into the no wake zone on the Sassafras River on autopilot. We were in my buddies bow rider doing apx 6 kts when I saw something out of the corner of my eye. It was a 50'er on plane and bearing down on us fast, maybe 15' away. My buddy broke right and we started screaming profanities and hitting the horn which finally got his attention. I watched him get out of his chair and take it off autopilot. He hadn't even been looking at where he was going. Yes he looked embarassed, no we didn't go talk to him but it was very tempting to do so. You just can't trust anyone.
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