Generally, there isn’t a police officer around when you need one. There have been many times, on my various road trips, where I just wished a police officer was nearby, to see some of the incredibly stupid things some drivers do. Saturday was the exception that proves the rule.
This past Saturday, as I was leaving the marina, after coming back from a short but challenging sail. I noticed a white car following me… it appeared to have come out of the marina parking lot after I did. When I got to the end of the street—where I turn left to get back to the interstate highway—I stopped to check on traffic. The traffic on this street is pretty heavy, as it connects several of the major routes across town, including the interstate, together. Just as I was about to take my left turn, I got rear-ended by the idiot in the white car.
As I was getting out of my truck, I saw a police cruiser pull up next to the woman’s car. The officer got out of the cruiser and asked if there was any damage to my truck and if I was okay. I said I was fine, and that it appeared that all of the damage was to her car, as she had hit the trailer hitch that I had put on the truck to tow the Pretty Gee back to Massachusetts. He said that she had been speeding, and that he had been about to pull her over to give her a warning, when she hit my truck. He then said that now she had earned herself a ticket. The officer had witnessed the accident, and said if I and my truck were okay, I could go on my way. I thanked the officer, and got back into the truck and left. As I was getting in the truck, I could hear the officer say, “Ma’am, I’ll need your license and registration now.”
Some days are good… an idiot driver got what she deserved; here was a cop when I needed one, on a street I’ve never seen a cop on before; and I had a pretty good morning sailing.