I sail in the "mecca" of NZ sailing and it becomes a madhouse for two weeks in summer as every idiot arrives to see if he can be as crazy here as he is on the motorway in the city, This combined with every other ego has his new giant yacht, motor launch and I just don't bother as it is like being in a shooting gallery of AC spectator wash. Thankfully they all only have two weeks as they have to go back and pay the mortgage or just don't actually like the sea.