In 55 years of sailing, the only times I've needed or wanted help were on capsized racing dinghies, the last time 2 weeks ago after half a dozen capsizes in a Lazer in a wind gusting to 8, I was quite pleased to get a tow home, They are buggers for death rolls when you get hit by big gusts, the boom bends so much that the leech goes soft and the head od of the main frees and rolls you in to weather (Enterprizes are famous for it too!)
During all those years, I've consistently pushed boats as hard as I can, broken loads of masts, wrecked gear and run aground etc etc and I can promise everyone, while there's breath in my body I'll continue in that manner.
BUT I'm not expecting anyone to come and help me - that's the whole point - I'm pushing myself and my boat to the edge of my envelope, its my problem to get myself out of any situations I get myself into.
If I even thought someone was there guarding over me, there'd be no challenge, no envelope and therefore no point in doing it.
I'm reminded that Sir Peter Scott, he of the wild fowl, Sailing Silver Medalist in the 36 Olympics, helmsman in the America's Cup, inventor of the Trapeze (Int 14's in the 30s) and son of Scott of the Antactic, gave up sailing as he felt it didn't push him hard enough and took up gliding! Perhaps if we get over regulated at sea that's what we all need to do - a nice thermal over Heathrow's concrete ought to get the adrenaline pumping fairly hard!