Since we're side-tracked a bit, I'll weigh in an agreement with Joel and Mitch, hopefully not offsetting to their digestion, who both make an important distinction. The last few months have seen a marked decrease in responses to such threads as, "High tide at Hell Gate on 28 August 1973", which probably never got an answer in the first place. (g)
Many of the older posts, such as this one, bear re-reading and repeating. Sometimes, even new details are available, but in most posts it is found that little has changed and the old posts are still quite relevant. The recent post on water turbines could have benefited from reviving a previous post on water generators, one less than a year old. While the old post revealed that no one here has any real experience with towed generators, the new post revealed much the same before diverting to a discussion of wind generators. Sailnetters of some seniority could merely note the re-emergence of the thread and that they'd probably already expressed themselves upon it, and move along. Newer members, not privy to the older post's existence, and with knowledge of the subject matter, could add to the older thread and the enlightenment of the senior members.
The advantage to this, aside from any thread discipline that might tangentially occur, is that the researching sailor, probably new to sailnet, would not have to open 35 seperate threads on the danforth anchor. And, contrary to the techno-geeks presunptions, there isn't that much new under the sun. My 1973 compass works just as well as the latest offerings from Ritchie and others.
Now that I've thoroughly violated my own dictum, I'll return to the thread at hand and remark that the story told is an excellent example of the practise of seamanship, if not life. 99% of what was done and experienced, was seaman-like and obviously vastly enjoyable. There was just that one moment's inattention, and perhaps not even that, and disaster struck. I've read few better told descriptions of the necessity for continuous vigilance or proper, prior, preperation. I should read it again in a year or so, to good effect.
“Scientists are people who build the Brooklyn Bridge and then buy it.”
Wm. F. Buckley, Jr.