In Goleta Bay, view from the boat of an airplane landing in the Santa Barbara airport. Right below that is where the kids took the dinghy for a fishing expedition
After class I had gone for a run and a swim at campus point, when I decided to walk out to the cliffs and check up on my dinghy - I hadn't been down to the boat in 2 days. I skipped a beat as I realized it was gone, as far as I could tell from a distance. I ran down there and saw a group of 4 kids floating on the dinghy down by Goleta beach. They had left the locked oars behind so I grabbed the oars and chased after them.
I made a strong showing once they were within sight to pay attention to me, and signaled for them to return to shore. Once it was clear they were cooperating, I said "hey sorry to spoil your fun but this is my dinghy." They were in their 20s, and apologetically claimed not to realize it was being used; although they had clearly planned out this little escapade since they had their own paddles with them.
At that stage I rowed back to my 'parking spot' and tied up again, noting they had left me a few hooks and sinkers unwittingly as gifts
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