Just before the open paddle, I went out on a surf ski. Moving on surf ski is different from kayaking. It makes me focus on forward strokes and I feel every bump and wave.
Today is another day like others. Two people on a water scooter tried to gun me and came within eight feet or so from behind. I was crossing the Mill Basin channel and tend to look both ways for boats. There are quite a few water scooters hanging out. I made it almost to the other side short of a hundred yards or so. They came from the bridge and instead of going straight, they went diagonally towards the metal wall. They saw me and tried to be funny. There was nothing funny about what they did. There were at least four scooters and they seem to know each other. Two people on the scooter were wearing red PFDs. I abhor scooters for their lack of common sense or protocol.
During the open paddle. as we were passing the beach to the marsh, the NY Police boat rushed to the green buoy full speed and then made almost U turn and started using a loud speaker. There we sat and straining to listen what they were saying. They were saying we should not get on the horse beach. What an odd experience?
The paddle went fine except until we were back in the basin. I surged ahead and logging some sweet forward strokes. A boat was passing but he was lagging behind me. I slowed to Phil's request to let the boat go. Crossing the water behind the boat to the right of the basin, there was a large fresh oil slick. It did not smell but it covered a large area. It could have been engine oil. I think he slowed to release oil before going into his marina. I went over and tried to speak to him about his spill. He did not respond and I remembered his plate.
It seems more motor boats are on the water. There must be rush hours on the bay and I like to find about them.