Watching Bradley get the heave-ho off the bridge reminded me of when I used to drive a dive boat out of Waianae on Oahu. In the winter, the swells rolled in straight out of Siberia so the sets could get pretty intense.
I had a pair of big Cummins BT diesels so coming back to port, I’d line up south of the surfers and wait out the sets for my turn.
When I had my window, I would blast the horns and engines and go sliding downhill cutting in to the north to glide right into the harbor.
Piece of cake compared to Boynton inlet.
I like diving with Starfish but Boynton inlet is one nastyass piece of work to navigate in rising seas. When I had my boat before it went to Tobago, that inlet was almost always a PITA, and I had 500 horsepower on the stern.
Starfish is a pretty pokey boat and that damn low rail under the bridge gets me at least once per trip, but hey, the Mai Tais at the Two Georges help a bunch, when it’s not flooded.