Howdy Folks. Kurt here I'll make the short and sweet drowning madira Beach, my buddies and I would always get the same condo. So we knew there was always the same Sandbar. The same distance out to shore. 1 year, there's a storm you can't really see it. The water's murky, we decided hey it will swim out there that 200 feet, anyways, Surely, it'll be there. We can be playing frisbee in the murky water. You know, waist high water. Swimming out there. It's not there. Not touching bottom, solid, 200 ft out. Not touching, not touching, I decide. I'm at the limit of my capabilities. The water's turning up. I'm going back. Half an hour plus later I'm struggling. I'm not making any progress in the shore. All the swimming sideways all the floating on my back. Conserve energy. I'm really struggling my head's going under. My buddy swims up, I feel a hand on my back and he helps me to shore laughing about where's my hat? And I'm you know, spot Ing that I lost it and he's being a prick. He holds it up, smiling. Saved my ass and my hat wiggle wiggle, pop pop.