Went out of Trinidad , Ca. with my buddy Jim in his 19' Klamath skiff yesterday ...
We dropped 5 pots outside the moorings and headed out to flat iron rock to bottom fish while we waited for them to soak ...
As We approached our destination I saw a fellow waving at us from the back of a 20+ foot fiberglass boat w/ cuddy cabin about 150' south of the rock ...
I looked at Jim and said " I don't think He's waving hello " so we head over and ask if they are O K ...
The skipper stated that they had no power and If we knew where the head was ...I looked at Jim for a moment and then We both laughed because We realized they were talking about Trinidad Head and not the restroom ...
They probably thought We were nuts , The Skippers buddy then stated that they were getting close to the rocks ...
I said they always look closer when your broke down , but They didn't think that was very funny ...
The current was running south and it would have been impossible for them to hit the rock ... But We told them to throw us a line and after hooking on to them We pulled them slowly towards the moorings ... I asked if they had an anchor and they said no ...
So here are Jim and I with a couple of guys and their wives in tow that don't know how to read a compass , don't have an anchor , Its foggy as all getout , and the moorings are 1.3 miles away ...
But as luck would have it He had already called the Coast Guard and before we went 1/2 mile Here came the calvary ...
The chopper hovered around while the taxi boat from the launch ramp hooked on to their boat and we finally got back on our way ...
It was a good feeling to have helped someone but I have yet to figure out with their lack of seamanship what they were doing out there in the first place ... Oh well I hope they learned something out of it anyway ...
Barney