Every so often I see listserver stuff about what people would like to do when a jet ski buzzes or annoys them while out on the water. Here is a true story that while not exactly on the revenge-against-jet-ski wish is pretty funny and in the same vein. My son, who is on leave from the Army before going to a new post on the DMZ in Korea, told me a story I had not heard before about something that happened while he was with the Big Red One Division in Germany about 10 years ago. He was driving a humvee near New Ulm in Bavaria when he suddenly felt a stinging sensation on his leg. He looked out of his window and realized that a German kid with a BB gun had just shot him with a pellet that had gone through the thin vinyl door. Jason got pissed and decided to chase the kid who by now had run into a middle class neighborhood street. The only thing is Jason, in hot pursuit, took his humvee with him ignoring the lieutenant next to him who was yelling "What are you doing, Diaz!" Meanwhile it seems that Jason also forgot that he was at the head of a six vehicle convoy. They dutifully all followed him as he made a sharp left turn across traffic on the busy highway! Road traffic stopped dead and why not. The other vehicles in the convoy were mean-looking mechanized track types: an enlarged version of the venerable M-113, two self propelled horowitzers on tracks with their muzzles pointing menacingly out, and two large tracked ammo carriers. The kid, by now about two blocks into the neighborhood, turned, froze and quivvered at the sight of this mighty army chasing him down in seeming revenge for his BB gun misdeed. Jason got out of the vehicle but not before neighbors, aroused by the sound of heavy track traffic, had come out into their front yards. A tense scene. At this point, a German grandmother emerged from a house the kid was standing in front of. Jason's German wasn't too good but a sargeant pipped up on what had happened. The grandmother grabbed the kid by the ear and dragged him inside to a fate unknown. Meanwhile, neighbors, who had been concerned about the humvee and the five tracked armed vehicles in their midst, started laughing and cheering (the kid was probably quite a disliked brat with his BB gun). They then helped the convey back out of the narrow street on to the highway. I guess the equivalent for kayaking might be having a flotilla of PT boats behind you. ralph diaz -- ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Ralph Diaz . . . Folding Kayaker newsletter PO Box 0754, New York, NY 10024 Tel: 212-724-5069; E-mail: rdiaz_at_ix.netcom.com "Where's your sea kayak?"----"It's in the bag." ----------------------------------------------------------------------- *************************************************************************** PaddleWise Paddling Mailing List Submissions: paddlewise_at_lists.intelenet.net Subscriptions: paddlewise-request_at_lists.intelenet.net Website: http://www.gasp-seakayak.net/paddlewise/ ***************************************************************************Received on Sat Nov 14 1998 - 12:40:29 PST
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