08-21-2003, 01:57 PM
Now this is a new one on me. I never heard of regulating how much beer one can have, but then, I live in Colorado (the land of the free). Of course we do have the DWI laws for boaters ( a good idea) but our wardens also realize that having a beer out on the water is a time honored tradition and there is no law that will prevent it. So they've made a compromise -- a designated driver. Yes, you can get drunk, make a jackass out of yourself, fall off the water skis and even pass out but you'd better not be behind the wheel when you do. And Colorado doesn't have a stranglehold on jackasses, there's plenty to go around.
Now, along with the designated drivers comes common sense (Oops, sorry. I forgot, common sense is dead). Let's call it being safe and sane (sorry, that's gone by the wayside also). Call it being considerate of others (nope, that died in 1967). Maybe it being a good human being (Sorry, the Supreme Court ruled that unconstitutional in 1993). How about do unto others, etc? (Again the Supreme Court ruled on that, something about separation of state and church or religious freedom). Or just being a good sportsman? (Can a jet skier equate to a fisherman riding erratically on the waves he's making? Probably not.)
So what can we do? I watched my Dad (God rest his soul) become very irritated at a water skier a long, long, long time ago while fishing on the Brazos River in Texas. The skier finally tipped the jug over when he came close enough to splash us with water. My Dad tied on the biggest lure he had, with plenty of hooks and waited for the skier to return. Well, he got close enough to see all those gleaming hooks and suddenly decided the other side of the river was safer. But he made the mistake of watching my Dad instead of where he was going, especially through the overhanging tree limbs. (Can you see this one coming?). I heard the loud thud across the river. The skier did a three and a half gainer, backwards. The last we saw of him, his buddy had pulled him into the boat and was making a rooster-tail back to port.
There is an old Klingon saying, "Revenge is a dish best served cold."
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Now, along with the designated drivers comes common sense (Oops, sorry. I forgot, common sense is dead). Let's call it being safe and sane (sorry, that's gone by the wayside also). Call it being considerate of others (nope, that died in 1967). Maybe it being a good human being (Sorry, the Supreme Court ruled that unconstitutional in 1993). How about do unto others, etc? (Again the Supreme Court ruled on that, something about separation of state and church or religious freedom). Or just being a good sportsman? (Can a jet skier equate to a fisherman riding erratically on the waves he's making? Probably not.)
So what can we do? I watched my Dad (God rest his soul) become very irritated at a water skier a long, long, long time ago while fishing on the Brazos River in Texas. The skier finally tipped the jug over when he came close enough to splash us with water. My Dad tied on the biggest lure he had, with plenty of hooks and waited for the skier to return. Well, he got close enough to see all those gleaming hooks and suddenly decided the other side of the river was safer. But he made the mistake of watching my Dad instead of where he was going, especially through the overhanging tree limbs. (Can you see this one coming?). I heard the loud thud across the river. The skier did a three and a half gainer, backwards. The last we saw of him, his buddy had pulled him into the boat and was making a rooster-tail back to port.
There is an old Klingon saying, "Revenge is a dish best served cold."
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