Anytime I am in a lightening storm.
Actually absolute scariest...
On our previous boat of 25' and about 8,000lbs of displacement.
Motoring upstream in the very congested Calumet River on Chicago's South Side. We were following a small Great Lakes Freighter of approximately 800'.
He docks, we wait behind him to finish docking.
When I think it is clear to proceed, I continue upstream.
Approaching from the other side is an empty barge traveling very fast 10-12, I have no idea how fast exactly, but he was hauling.
My wife points out the upcoming barge, no problem, we can fit between them, so I continue downstream.
What I had failed to notice was the prop wash still left in the channel from the docking freighter, he actually was still using his thrusters to keep him pined up against the dock.
When I hit the wash from his thrusters it pushed me almost under the upbound barge.
All the horses the little Yanmar could muster and some quick over and back on the tiller and I was just barely able to miss both of them.
As we past the barge the bow man had something to say to me. (we were litteraly with in speaking distance)
Afer we passed my wife asked what he had said,
"Oh nothing important honey, Something about being a Crazy Bastard."
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