I watched closely from three slips down and noticed she had a cool pole that held her dock line in such a way that she could easily catch a cleat. I thought I'd go ask about the cool tool so I hopped off Adagio and headed toward the fuel dock.
Now they were really yelling and one actually pushed the other out of the way to get something tied or untied, I couldn't tell. It seemed that both parties were making sure that everyone around them knew that this was their partner's fault.
With the help of another sailor I managed to move the rental boat about 10 feet forward (I don't know where those folks went) after getting the cruiser boat's anchor freed from the rental boat's aft lifelines.
SO many things wrong with this scene. Among them a total lack of expectation management, pure crap for planning and communications, a complete disregard for safety in favor of ego supremacy and just plain bad seamanship.
I cannot fathom what life must be like on a long haul but after what I saw it wouldn't surprise me if only one was found aboard at the next destination.
The boat was not ready to dock; fenders were not on the correct side of the boat and lines weren't ready.
The dock was too crowded already. They decided they didn't need dock hands' help to catch lines and secure the boat.
They changed plans at a critical moment.
They obviously don't like each other. Anger overruled common sense.
Robin and I have a lot of rules we play by in order for us to make it look "easy". One of our foundational doctrines is that we'll keep sailing "as long as it's fun."
Even as a couple who have done docking and mooring a hundred times now we still talk out the steps of our plan and a contingency. We don't move our boat until things and systems and WE are ready. It simply makes sense, reduces stress and ultimately increases both our safety margin and fun factor.
I am so truly blessed to sail and live with Robin. She is a great partner in so many ways, but as a sailor, whether Captain or crew, she's the best I know.