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I spent the summer sailing Great Bay in NJ. Now the head of Great Bay is in an area called the Pine Barrens, famous for its tales of the Jersey Devil. It's also know for Pineys. Pineys are rather unsightly people who live in the pines and rarely venture out into society. There are almost as many tales of Pineys as those of the Jersey Devil.
One morning I had a visit from a Piney. I was anchored overnight in a river near the head of Great Bay. The dink was tied to the stern of the boat. First thing I did when I woke up that morning was head to the cockpit...to see if we drug anchor, if we were aground in the shallow river, etc. You know, just make sure everything was ok.
The first thing I noticed was that two sodas and some snacks that were stored in the lazarette had been eaten and the cans and packaging were just thrown about. If we had been at home I would have thought raccoon..but we were 50' from land. And all the land around us was miles of marsh.
Well, when I shut the lazarette lid I discovered the culprit. Up sprung a naked, bearded, scruffy haired man who must have been sleeping in the dink! We locked eyes for about 3 to 5 seconds before he jumped into the river, swam to shore, and disappeared into the marsh grass. I guess once he felt safe, he popped his head up from the marsh grass and watched the boat for a moment before disappearing completely.
I got back to the marina about an hour later. I was going to call the police to report it. There was nothing stolen or any damage to the boat..but I thought a naked person in the middle of the marsh was pretty damn worthy of reporting. I told the story to the first dock neighbor I saw upon docking the boat. He calmly said -
"F'in Pineys. They're always getting into people's coolers looking for food."
My complete refit is taking completely too long!