Dodged a bullet on the sailboat Saturday

So I'm sailing around Cross Lake. Wind's blowing like crazy. And we see this party barge out in the middle of the lake downwind of us but it doesn't appear to have anyone on it. Now it occurs to us, that this is probably somebody out there banging in the sun and doesn't want to be disturbed and we just can't see them since they're down below the sidewalls. But this thing is drifting like crazy in this wind.

After a half hour or so it occurs to us that we still have yet to see a soul on this boat and it's traveling pretty fast on the wind heading for the opposite shore.

A. Could be somebody really grinding one out that doesn't want to be disturbed.

B. Could be they had a health issue and are laid out croaking on their deck.

C. Could be this thing is an escapee from shore and there was never anybody on it.

D. Could be they fell off and we should be looking for them.

We don't know. So we bring the boat around and set up to intercept them. As we get within about 200 yards we start talking loud so they'll know we're coming and I'm yelling at my guy on the bow to hail the boat just in case there's somebody on there that would rather not have a silent sailboat full of guys standing eight feet at the eyeballs above the waterline come inspect them within a couple feet of their boat without them realizing we're there.

We see a nekkid arm wave.

We tack away. Couple minutes later we see an Old dude and his Old lady get up adjusting their clothes to sit in the seats and let us know it's all good.

Viagra is obviously a thing of wonder.

We apologized from a distance and let them know why we were coming to look and sailed away. I shudder to think what we'd have found had we stayed quiet.