On deliveries I normally had a crew who I knew were capable and dependable on watch but bringing our own boat (and home) north from Mazatlan back in the late 80's, I needed to pick up one crew member
for the trip north up the Baja
. My twenty odd year old son was the third crew member
I checked out this guys' references
in Cabo and took all three of us to dinner in town before leaving early the next morning. At the time we were bringing our Transpacific 49 back to San Diego
and having made the 'bash' many times before, I was not at all concerned.
Turns out the crew guy was bi-polar and had either lost
or forgotten his meds in Cabo. He went stark raving mad just below Bahia
Tortuga and we had to restrain him in a bunk.
Fortunately, I knew some of the fishermen in the town and convinced them to get him on a bus to Tiajuana.
Until you have experienced an emotional and mental breakdown of someone aboard a vessel, you have no idea how spooky it can be.
Never heard from the crew member again but paid for his trip by bus north and stuffed $100 in his jeans before he left the boat.
My son frequently reminds me of the 'trip from hell' as he calls it. All good in the end as the two of us got the boat back to San Diego
without any more problems. Cheers, Phil