I don't like to make fun of people. In person that is. On this blog? Well, that's another story. But this particular sailor knew he had it coming the second he emerged from the companionway dressed like this.
Granted, it was windy and everyone knew it was going to be a cold night. And, doubly granted, every boat has one guy who has a hat like this. But, the lobster claw? Why would you steer a boat with lobster claws? Strike that, HOW do you steer a boat with lobster claws?
Keith was warmer than most of us that night. But at what cost?
2 comments:
This may have been just a sly ruse, Edward.
Hats like that are often worn to evoke pathos and to project an image of haplessness. This was likely a ploy to have someone on the next watch offer to relieve him early.
Whenever I see that style of hat, I suspect ulterior motives.
Warm is good. Save style for the apres-race cocktails and apertifs.
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