Bizarre Humor: Bizarre humor is one of those things that when the event is completed you are left with the question, "what was that all about." I would like to share one such event that occurred in my life just recently.I was on vacation with my family (parents, brother and nephew) in the area of Newport, Oregon on a two week fishing venture. We have all enjoyed going to the coast for many years now and this particular trip was no exception. We arrived at the coast about the same time as some of the most enjoyable weather we had ever encountered; the seas were as calm as I have ever seen them; you could have water-skied on the ocean, it was that calm. We spent the first few days going fishing with a charter company and had caught our limits each day; they made it look so easy. So on the fourth day my brother and I decided to rent a small 14 foot motorboat with a 10 horsepower engine; we were going to try it ourselves. When we rented the boat I had to sign a rental agreement containing the rules for operating the boat. We were in a hurry so I didn't read the agreement in its entirety or we would have known that this boat was restricted to the bay. The coast guard also has requirements for boats that exit the bay for the open ocean, which we were not in compliance with. This trip was not starting out well but we were oblivious. We took our time and headed out to the mouth of the bay, setting our crab pots on the way and fishing where the fish finder showed fish to be below the boat. We didn't receive a single bite and assumed the fish were not biting inside the bay. We continued on out of the mouth of the bay and into the open ocean where the fish finder showed many more fish, thinking that we would have to catch something. We didn't receive any bites to our bait and thought we might be doing something wrong, little did we know. After several hours of fishing with no bites coming we decided to just sit and enjoy the view from the little boat before we headed back to the docks. While we were looking about, we happened to see the coast guard helicopter buzzing around overhead and thought it strange that they would spend so much time in one area where no one was plainly in any distress. We found out latter that they were trying to tell us to go back to the docks… Well, we had a couple of hours left on the boat rental, so we just sat their drinking our beer watching the ocean for any signs of life. That's when I saw the duck coming. It was flying about three feet off the surface of the water and was on what looked like a collision course with our little boat. Now I have hunted ducks back in Idaho where I live and I know that ducks can see very well. This duck however didn't change his course and was getting closer to our boat at a very quick rate of speed. I kept looking at the duck thinking that he is able to see us sitting their and he would alter his course prior to reaching our boat; that didn't happen! I yelled at the last second "Oh $hit" as the duck plowed right into the left side of my brother's head and then careened up-side down and backwards into the ocean with his eyes wide open in terror, it was apparent he had not seen us at all.. My brother had not seen any of this transpire as he was watching my eyes widen with disbelief when the duck struck him. He thought that I had somehow whacked him on the side of the head and looked perplexed as to how I could have done so while he watched me. We both watched as the duck regained his composure and flew off a little dazed she jerked back and forth as he went leaving my brother and I thinking "what was that all about."