This is why I rarely take anyone. It's usually just Debbie and me. Last year, on Memorial Weekend as a matter of fact, I invited a friend of mine I've known for 30+ years. He brought his girl with him, which was fine. We get about five miles upriver, and my engine starts sounding like crap! I turn around and keep it running long enough to get back to the ramp. He says, "Great, just how I wanted to spend the day". Pissed me off to no end! It wasn't like I was the happiest guy on the boat at the time, but I was trying not to get pissed about the engine, which by the way, cost me $4,000 to fix. Needless to say, I haven't invited him since.