Looking to go offshore for something to put a bend in the rods Saturday with a slow neap tide. We were up early and off the pontoon by 6.15am, what a beautiful time of day to cruise through the Harbour.
Wind as forecasted at the start but building quickly, we hoped for some IOW shelter once we crossed the Bridge. A slight improvement, enough for us to plough on and everything still very safe. Looking through my bow roller I could see someone on the mark. The seas were building and I had resigned myself to have a chat with the fisherman and probably move to more sheltered waters. The boat was Squidward III a popular you tube poster and very recognisable, they were also surprised by the wind and not very comfortable. As we talked my bow was below the level of the wave approaching and time to run for calmer waters. The boat was unphased but we were being tossed around a bit. We headed towards freshwater and we had a good mark all to ourselves. With wind beating the tide and lines going up to the bow and no sign of improvement we decided enough was enough and went to Alum bay for some shelter. We found a feature and dropped the anchor in unknown waters. We soon realised we were close to chosen route for motor boats seeking anchorage under Alum bay cliffs.
One particular 40 plus footer with fly bridge and G & T glass holders was approaching me dead a stern, plumb centre with no altering off course. When about 150 yards I sounded my nice new twin horn, It made us deaf but had no effect on the numbskull piloting this very large vessel almost on our down tide fishing lines. I was fuming, he has put us in a stressful situation with no consideration, my engine was running with me looking over my shoulder looking to take evasive action. What a complete ----. All very unnecessary.
Still nothing but dogfish on our catch account and 50 litres of fuel used my round trip included a stop at Milford On Sea to see if my Thorney mark might save the day.
Thankfully it did with 3 in quick succession and some blistering run offs with the baits. The largest did not make it on the boat, a small double. With the day half salvaged and some nodding heads it was time to run home and complete the day with a good wash down, how does the boat get it such a mess, even washing down during the day !!
Whilst writing this I wished I had videoed the day, note to self must get a suitable set up for recording.