This is too funny. We just returned from a fantastic charter on Saturday. Friday night at Cooper, we were tucked onto a mooring ball enjoying some rum drinks when a large powercat came up to take one of the northernmost balls. Husband at the helm, wife at the hook. What a mess that became. She was trying to pull up the mooring line and boat hook went flying. The flying boat hook was followed by her flying arms gesturing to her aloof husband at the helm. We quickly dropped our davit line and hopped in our dingy to retrieve their boat hook so they could complete their tie up. When we came along side, we got a very light and French "Thanks".

Like all others said, CAN she do it? Sure! but spend 30 minutes teaching her the proper ways to take the helm and stay married to the gal!