It was a crowded day at the lake. My entire family was having a giant gathering on the grassy hillside. Everyone was there, from Uncle Bob to my sister and any other extended family member. The mood was cheerful and the food was plentiful. As we sat their eating, I heard a high pitch wizzing of motors. A group of RC boats raced toward the inlet near us followed by the same number of motor boats with each RC controller as a passenger on each boat. The race caught everyone’s attention. All eyes followed the race and all conversation seized. It did not take a few seconds after they passed did we hear them returning. Following the same path into the inlet, they came cruising back out. The retracing of their path amplified the waves bouncing of the shore. The other boaters and fishermen were tossed violently. Suddently, a man overboard caught my eyes. It was a fisherman who apparently had lost his balance from the wake. His buddy tried to help him out of the water but was too afraid to as he did not know how to swim. Instead of reaching for his friend with his arm, he held onto his bass fishing boat seat and stuck his leg out to help.