My wife and I were down in the Bahamas celebrating our 20th wedding anniversary a few years ago. The resort we were at had a bunch of small Hobie Cats you could take out for a sail on the beautiful waters off the resort. One fine morning, the wind was about perfect so I launched one of the cats off the beach. There are about a half dozen others cats on the water. I was ripping upwind when I realized there was no one around for a good mile or so and I decided this would be a great time to sail au naturale. I was way upwind, when a small skiff came up behind me and motioned that I was too far upwind and I should go back. I knew he also saw my naked ways and I might be in trouble. I sailed back towards the resort with my trunks on and headed for the beach. The manager comes running up the beach and he looks none too happy. As I exit the boat I say to him, "There is a naked sailor out there, what should I tell him?". He replies back, "Tell him to put his clothes on!". Dodged a bullet there. So after that episode, I decided to get a license so I would not have to deal with that anymore. The license just arrived, see below.