"Capt. JG" wrote:

I hear ya... In our case, it was about 5:30pm and they
were late for dinner... bozos... gave us and another boat
the finger when we were gesturing wildly at them... didn't
slow down, didn't move an inch.

We were on the river headed to St.Michaels when we got
seriously waked. They had the whole damn river to play in
but just had to dead cross my bow. The old Tahiti took her
time turning so I couldn't take it on the quarter. I just
had time to yell,"WAKE" when it hit. The bow buried right
to the mainmast when we came down and 2 6" firehose jets of
water blasted thru the cabin from the forward portholes. I
thought we were goners, but the bow came back up and things
eventually quit flogging around. Bill and the cat were
fine. Of course by that time the powerboat was gone so we
never got a name nor the pleasure of exchanging hand
signals.

Seahag