A RUDE idiot.
Upon finishing my paddle, I carried my boat (a surf ski) back to the trailer. As I began to remove the waterproof keybox from its keeping place, a woman hurried over (so hurried that she apparently just left her sponsoned Dancer on the ramp). She asked that eternally redundant, “Can I ask you a question?” starter, which I have learned is a ruse to make the askee think the asker is polite.
I knew exactly what she was going to ask: “How much does your boat weigh?” and I was right, down the very words.
I told her, “That’s the first thing people ask…” while considering whether to tell her I never weighed it (true). Manufacturer descriptions have said 27 lbs and 25 lbs, for the same layup, and I don’t know which is correct.
BUT before I could continue at all, she grabbed the stern and lifted it up and dropped it down, not gently, either. I had not yet put the foam blocks on the bars yet and told her, “Would you not mess with it!” rather angrily.
She whined, “I just wanted to know how much it weighs because you’re so fast.” I curtly answered, “It’s light but that doesn’t make it fast.” A better answer would’ve been, “It’s a kayak. The engine doesn’t come with it, but the engine weighs 110 lbs.”
This sponson-dependent paddler’s butt wouldn’t even have fit in the bucket, let alone stay upright in it while sitting on deadflat water. When she returned to her abandoned Dancer with the sponsons, I heard a lot of dropping-on-concrete noises while she loaded her trailer.
Sometimes rowers (the “shell” kind, not the rowrowrowyourboat kind) do their workouts at that reservoir. I hate to think of idiots manhandling those shells. Maybe they’re too intimidated by the obvious narrowness, but anymore you can never underestimate some people’s grabbiness. These are older adults, not kids!