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      Abbreviated rules   07/28/2017

      Underdawg did an excellent job of explaining the rules.  Here's the simplified version: Don't insinuate Pedo.  Warning and or timeout for a first offense.  PermaFlick for any subsequent offenses Don't out members.  See above for penalties.  Caveat:  if you have ever used your own real name or personal information here on the forums since, like, ever - it doesn't count and you are fair game. If you see spam posts, report it to the mods.  We do not hang out in every thread 24/7 If you see any of the above, report it to the mods by hitting the Report button in the offending post.   We do not take action for foul language, off-subject content, or abusive behavior unless it escalates to persistent stalking.  There may be times that we might warn someone or flick someone for something particularly egregious.  There is no standard, we will know it when we see it.  If you continually report things that do not fall into rules #1 or 2 above, you may very well get a timeout yourself for annoying the Mods with repeated whining.  Use your best judgement. Warnings, timeouts, suspensions and flicks are arbitrary and capricious.  Deal with it.  Welcome to anarchy.   If you are a newbie, there are unwritten rules to adhere to.  They will be explained to you soon enough.  


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  1. Dec 5 - WA State Ferry Hits Powerboat

    Power boat was the stand-on vessel. Power boat broke Rule 5 (proper look-out) and the ferry might have broken 17. Rule 8 applies to narrow channels and Rule 9 applies to traffic separation schemes. Ferry lanes are not considered traffic separation zones.
  2. Odds of being boarded by USCG.

    In the spring of 2003, shortly after the invasion of Iraq was underway and security was high, I was underway from Seattle to Vancouver, BC in my fast and beautiful San Juan 38. My only crew was my 75lb Airedale, Angus. Passing through Rosario Straits, there wasn’t much traffic, the weather was great, and the seas were relatively calm, so I was cruising at about 22 knots with some tunes blasting from my stereo. I glanced down at my instruments and saw a giant blob on the radar a couple of miles behind me. I looked around and saw what appeared to be a massive warship (I don’t know a frigate from a destroyer) belching out clouds of black smoke and gaining on me. It was obviously a ship on a mission. Being a relatively new boater at the time, I wasn’t sure of the rules of the road, so I kept my course and heading, reasoning that the ship had lots of room to get around me. The ship kept coming, and was on a course to run me over, so I figured I’d better turn down the stereo and pay attention. As the ship drew alongside about a 100 yards to starboard, I saw crew on deck waving at me. Having owned this gorgeous boat for a couple of years, I was used to looking at me and waving, so I waved back. Not knowing much about naval vessels, I was surprised he was passing me. So I goosed it, and was up to about 28 knots when red pencil flares came across my bow. Oh, oh, maybe they do want to talk to me. We both stopped, and they put a dinghy over the side that was loaded with four guys in full combat gear, and a couple of guys in blue uniforms. As they approached, they saw Angus the Airedale, and ordered in no uncertain terms that he be put below. I complied, and the two Coast Guard guys came on board while the combat-ready troops circled my boat in their dinghy. Even though I didn't think I had done anything wrong, I getting nervous. Maybe having guns pointed at me had something to do with it. They were quite brusque, asking where I was going and what I was doing, and did I have a radio. I answered their questions, and checked to make sure the radio was on. They told me the reason they were stopping me was because they had been hailing me for a half hour, and since I was unresponsive, they gave chase. I somewhat sheepishly told them I’d had the stereo blasting and with that and the engine noise, I hadn’t heard them. They accepted the explanation, became friendly when they realized I wasn’t a threat, and ended up doing a normal Coast Guard inspection. I passed with flying colors. As they were leaving, I told them I was surprised that a big vessel like that could go that fast, and asked what its top speed is. I was told that information was classified, but I had a pretty good idea of what it was. In the next year, I was boarded another four times, and was beginning to think I was on a terrorist watch list or something. For the most part, the guys were professional and courteous. I say for the most part because one officious little prick was bound and determined to get me for something and cited me for not having a bell on board. Since I sold the power boat and bought a sailboat several years ago, I’ve never been boarded.