I remember one of our maiden voyages where the Governor came. He came with 75 of his best friends. As we were speeding along at 25, he decided to go out onto the foredeck for the view. This was fine, except all 75 friends decided to go too, causing the bow to sink very low and the stern to come up out of the water. It was very scary, we thought we were about to kill the Governor. We slowed down carefully, turned and went modestly home. No one ever knew the danger.