Here's to the friends...
Yesterday (Saturday), I got a call from my daughter relaying the information that my ODay 28 was on the beach, having been, to this point, adequately anchored off New London awaiting that all-elusive buyer of fine sailboats. I headed to the shore ASAP, a 60 mile drive, wondering what, if anything, I would be able to do. My experience of hauling a boat off a lee shore with a 10 foot WB dink and a 2-hp Honda is non-existent. I received two calls from the dock master saying not to worry, they were going to put Kukulcán on a mooring, and then another, just as I was rounding the last corner, saying she had been secured with an additional anchor. It turned out that another sailboat had entered the cove looking to escape the decaying winds of Ernesto,(which actuallly became stronger as the day progressed), had paid out too much scope, if there is such a thing, and drifted down onto my boat, getting the anchor lines tangled, and after about 25 minutes, a particularly violent gust swung both boats together enough to pull my anchor free of the bottom, give the other guy room enough to grab his anchor off my bow, and after a vain attempt to grab my boat, he puttered to safety. At this point, the dockmaster and four friends off 3 different boats grabbed a dinghy, took the anchor off the bow of one of the boats pointed outboard, carried the anchor to my boat and using one of my jenny winches, wiched my boat off the sandy bottom into deeper water, reset my anchor and added the other anchor, where she is still holding. Tomorrow, I shall go and take a good look, but the eye-witnesses said there was no apparent damage, I know from experience that the encapsualted keel can take quite a pounding without structural damage, and there are no keel bolts to loosen. So I am grateful for the fact that, if the boat had to drift anywhere, it was directly on shore onto a soft bottom and not into all the docked boats to the South , not into the rip-rap surrounding the Pfizer offices to the North, or to the Groton side of the river to the East, and that these people were willing to go to my rescue, in a competent fashion. There was discussion and criticism of how the "other guy" was handling his boat, but it appears to me that he did what he could. Having been caught in severe situations on my own, it can be difficult to do everything just right the first time, as evidenced by so many posts, and, in a way, the incident was a validation of my boat's anchoring capabilities, having been beset by a larger boat in what were, perhaps not extreme conditions, but certainly out of the ordinary. The saddest part is that no-one thought to take pictures! So much to be grateful for, the friends and the outcome for both boats. Monday should be a much better day! See you on the water!
Patty and Bill, O28 so VERY reasonable)/O40, New London, CT
Last edited by wlcoxe; 09-03-2006 at 09:54 AM.