My neighbor wandered over just a few minutes ago to let me know that it's happened again: another tourist Duck has sank, perhaps killing two more. I fired up the 'puter, checked email, and a friend I haven't heard three words from since he was married nearly 3 years ago has already emailed me the link I embedded above.
Why have these folks sought me as the recipient of this information? Because, between 2000 and 2004, I worked as a captain at Ride the Ducks of Seattle. I am one of the few who has seen what happens in the regulatory world when one of these craft sinks. That happened here in Seattle in 2001, after all. No, I wasn't the captain in charge of driving the duck that night. That job went to a captain named Mike. No, to further quell your suspicions, I wasn't in any way responsible for that sinking. Much of the responsibility was laid on yet another guy named Mike. I was, though, privy by dint of my employment to take a small part into the following inquiry.
And let me tell you, if the policy outlined by the Coast Guard investigators in the wake of that sinking still stands, this latest accident might well be the end of all commercial passenger duck operations in the United States.
( Here's the story. )

And let me tell you, if the policy outlined by the Coast Guard investigators in the wake of that sinking still stands, this latest accident might well be the end of all commercial passenger duck operations in the United States.
( Here's the story. )