I think I've told this here before, but I was on a nice run back to Quonset Point Rhode Island, when a very large cabin cruiser out of Wickford roared up at full throttle to port. The boats wake was so large I thought it would flip my h17, so I shoved the tiller over to turn into the wave. I didn't turn soon enough, and was thrown up in the air. When I landed, the boat was upright, but I had sliced my foot on something, and was bleeding like crazy! I take an anticoagulant for a heart valve, and when the blood starts running, it really runs! I made it into shore, and enlisted the Fleet's help getting the boat up, and getting my foot taped up. I missed the awards dinner, and the next day had to get my mother to let me take her car to pick up the boat, because I couldn't use the clutch in my GTI. The next weekend was our annual Island Hop(The high holiday of New England cat sailors). I taped the dam thing up and crewed without incident in 25knot winds. Back at the beach I was talking with a friend when I heard my name being shouted.I turned to see a jet skier on the boat ramp. The high winds were driving waves directly onto the normally protected ramp. The guys whole trailer was bouncing around as he tried to get his ski onto it. At one point his legs were washed under the trailer wheels! My friend Ray and I sprinted over to help! I was glad we made it before any seriuos injury occurred! The guy had helped me right my first H17 the first time I flipped it. Nice to give back! Anyway, the sprint split my foot wide open again! I missed about a week of work!