Sailhack said...
I've had a similar experience, although flip-side. My dad was visiting for the day & decided to take him fishing at one of the local beaches off the main drag. He doesn't get a chance to come to the beach that often & fishing's his main passion.
Was there about 20mins & we were getting some good sized salmon, a few mullet & even had bagged a good king george whiting. A car pulls up with a father/son booger combo, and they entered the water just up from us, so didn't worry too much. They were both reasonable boogers, although crap conditions (waves minimal, dropping & wash) . About 5 mins in, the dad rode a wave (if you'd call it that) right into my line. Instead of him waving apologetically as I'd expect him to, he grabbed the line and snapped it, gave me a glaring look, waved his hand as if to say "p!ss off" and paddled back out. After about 10 more mins of him & his son deliberately boogering in front of us we decided to pack up & go home, although the fish were still biting.
My father taught me to respect other's space & give right of way to who's in first, also to walk away...to a point! I often wonder what sort of life lessons some dads teach their their kids.
i wouldve waxed their window or put fish guts in their vents [}:)]