Sailing

Sailing with my father is always an adventure. During one outing I was sleeping in the cabin when my father started yelling for me. I am slightly slow to wake-up. My father was screaming for me hurry. I dumbly asked, "why?"

Upon leaving the cabin I found out why: the old man had ran over a crab pot and hit the tiller of the motor, knocking the outboard motor off and was holding on to it at was proceeded towards private docks.

Don't ask about the time he had to pull the boat in using the anchor. Or the time he tried to take out a bridge.