One fine weekend I was at Pussers on ego alley gettin my drink on when a nasty T-storm rolled in. An elderly couple were coming in to tie up and had a hell of a time getting their 40ft. boat up against the wall. Some of us ran into the rain to grab
lines, others laughed and pointed. The harbor master helped by pushing them up with his tender.
One A-hole in particular was very loud in exclaiming to his buds what a wreck that landing was, within earshot of the couple. I was sort-of loaded, so I asked him what he would have done that would have been so much a smoother landing if it were his boat. He didn't have an answer.
I try to grab a
line, because one day I'll need someone to grab a
line for me.
One time I was having a bad time getting in myself. The usual marina queen weekend drunks were looking and pointing. None came to help. My old buddy on the Westsail 32 ran over to grab a
line and pull me in.....he knows full keel trouble more than anyone. A few weeks later, one of the guys on his marina queen with 6' fin keel finally got out on the water for the first time this year. He tried to come back in at low tide and got stuck in the mud right in front of his slip..... I didn't help that time. I've got enough in my Karma kitty to look past that one.