I was at Kiwanda in '57 - '58 -- wooden 20' dories through the surf. Mostly jeeps and a few other 4x4. One fellow shows up dragging a dory with his Cadillac. He soon showed us his asshole mouth and attitude, being 'better' than the rest of us... Backed his boat to the launch point, made preparations to launch, got in his car and gunned it. Sank tires to the axle.
He was promptly ignored by the 'common' folk who could have helped him be extracted as they were busy launching to catch the tide. This was back in the day when the nearest beach access was 1.2 miles to the south, no tow company closer than Tillamook, and, of course, no phone of any kind closer that access area.
When we came in, after a day fishing in the vicinity of Haystack, the caddy was still there, trunk lightly covered by sand, with water near the roof. All because of a fellows mouth and attitude.. We have all met them...
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