Every spring, at the start of each season, my boat "beats me up" pretty badly .... there's plenty of blood, skin, tears and cursing. I like to imagine that she missed me and is punishing me for neglecting her through the winter
Anyhow, few years ago I was anchored in Great Salt Pond, Block Island (RI), some 3/4 nm away from the dighy dock. I had some weekend guests aboard, they were planning to catch a ferry back to the mainland on Sun pm, so we all hopped in my inflatable dinghy and I dropped them off at the dinghy dock.
As I was maneuvering around the dock I managed to flip my dinghy over my head (I'm not telling how
... outboard died instantly, me and my backpack went swimming (think laptop, phone, camera, vhf etc). I managed to right the dinghy and collect my stuff, then rowed back the 3/4 nm - against the wind/chop - to my boat. Only then I realized that my arm was hanging a bit limp, and I was unable to lift it over my head ... must have fractured my shoulder cap (still makes noises and occasionally hurts, years after).
I spent 3 days swinging around the anchor, literally just eating and sleeping, until my shoulder recovered enough so I was able to weigh my 35lb cqr with no windlass and singlehand back to Boston.