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Originally Posted by Fenlander
In the linked article they described him as being in (well out of actually) "a back garden toy"... so hope it wasn't really a SIB.
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Many, MANY years ago I was training to be a surf instructor, a requirement for which is to be a qualified beach lifeguard with X amount of hours on the job. I spent a summer lifeguarding across Sennen, Porthcurno and Gwenver beaches in Cornwall.
The £10 inflatable toy boats sold at every gift shop and cafe were the bane of my existence.
Anything more than a minimal offshore wind and you can guarantee the 20 stone dad that smokes 30 a day and his 3 obese crotch goblins in a 2m toy inflatable didn't have enough cardiovascular fitness between them to get back to shore having got out past the breakers.
The worst was when you had the 'no inflatables' sign up all day, but come 17:05 and the lifeguards clock off, they decide it's fine and go for a paddle anyway having waited for us to bugger off. We were still nearby or at the hut (or pub) and had a moral duty to do what we could when we saw them get in trouble.
Many a nice after-work beer was ruined that summer. Absolute bastards, the lot of them.