think you’d better go family first on this one, but it reminded me of a time many many years ago:::
My (then) wife (ex-now) was at least 8 months pregnate down in Oklahoma, I got home from work and wanted to go check all my Trot lines at my local catfish lake and she wanted to go, NO Problem Man. We went up to the lake and launched my old bass boat into the protected harbor. Those boats back in the early 70’s were narrow and had front seat steering, the steering in your left hand and throttle and gears in your right, so your passenger was in the back seat. and I momentarily forgot that in OK. the wind ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS BLOWS. we motored out from the dock nice quiet flat water, I looked back smiling and confident, with the wind blowing over head, and I shot through and under the railroad tressle directly into a 25 knot headwind blowing directly into the bridge, WHITE CAPS EVERYWHERE. We hit the first one and went over that comparitively easily, the bow went down between the waves and the next white cap came completely into the boat, remember I’m in the front seat. I’m now soaked and trying to think of something fast. I glanced quickly around and my wife has both hands with a death grip on the side gunnels, and screaming, “turn this BITCH AROUND”. Those were my thoughts exactly, but I hadn’t thought of HOW yet. It only took one wave and I was back to idling into the wind, I picked out a wave and as we rode up the front of it, it kicked hard left turn and power to push the back around quickly, and hey it WORKED. I got both Bitches turned around. We were now going down wind, surfing my boat at a rapid rate and now I had to shoot the gap between the train bridge pilings (in a crosswind), allowing for the fast drift, We got through it, and back into the calm flat harbor (all those years flying Army helicopters came through). I put the boat in neutral and turned around in my seat to check on the little lady. Well let’s just say IF LOOKS COULD KILL , (she was soaked also)I’d be a dead man , and I would never have been able to luck into the Minnesota good life. Our first son was born in two weeks. So there is your solution. Stay home and be happy. Jack