So I'm sailing along on Yellowknife Bay a few years ago. It's a beautiful
day and a nice steady but light breeze. We're soaking in the sun and
slogging back our favourite brew in the cockpit doing about 4.5 knots. We
weren't in a hurry and it was hot out.

Along comes a buddy of mine... one of my bosses from work in his Kayak. He's
taunting us about how he can go faster than we can. I point out that he
can't do it while drinking beer.... but he indicates the beer holder sling
around his neck. So we all laugh! Then he says he thinks he'll pull a
doughnut around my boat. No Way! says I! No friggin' way will a tree huggin'
kayaker doughnut my boat. He says there isn't much I can do about it and
proceeds to paddle to my bow to cross. I trim in in the sails just as he's
across the bow and surge ahead! I hit him just aft of the kayak cockpit and
the back end of his kayak goes down hard.... his bow is pointing to the sky
when the kayak's buoyancy takes over and shoots him out of the water like a
friggin missile!! He lands with his bow down and flips. We were all in tears
of laughter watching him struggle to attempt an Eskimo roll. He finally
bailed and we came about and pulled him out of the water! When he asked why
I ran him over I pointed to _his_boss who was aboard and said... just
following orders! I got him dried off and refreshed his beer. No crying no
wailing no sooky, sooky nonsense.

I wonder how many of your girly COLREGS I broke that time! Ha Ha Ha Ha!

CM