Hi, Boob,

Nice to hear from you in your usual fashion :{))

... when, before our wreck, in the storm that put us on the rock, the KISS
took off, and landed on the center .....

*****
SKIP'S HISTORY REVISION ! !

Dear skip. you say a storm put you on the rocks.......
If I remember right by Lydias on words (post).... she was on watch
layed down and some how the boat ran onto the beach.

No storm put you on the rocks.
There was no lookout.
Your vessel was Not Under Command.....literly!
You were unable to stand a watch. Your beloved Lydia ****ed up, wimped
out and abandoned her post leaving everyone in peril of loosing their
life. You got lucky that time and simply rested on a beach/reef/rocks
or what ever ya wanna call it.

She should have been put in jail for attempted manslaughter

Bob
*******

Heh. With our boat, attempted manslaughter would have been laughed out of
court. The only reason we were plucked from Flying Pig is that the TBUS guy
told the CG, when asked, that they should deploy an asset. Flying Pig is
literally bulletproof (well, any normal caliber; an RPG, tank round, or 16"
gun would make a mess and an elephant gun round might possibly penetrate).

So, you're correct, we rested there on the rocks (if you can call being
picked up, thrown another few inches inland, and crashed again, every 10
seconds or so "resting").

And, the storm was what caused the KISS to fly away; we were happily under
triple-reefed main, making 5.5 knots, not even very uncomfortable in the
large seas; its departure was about 8 hours before our encounter with the
flats of Content Key.

And, yes, as seen in the "I learned about sailing from that" thread of the
time, we had a cascading set of decisions, any of which done in the reverse,
could have caused that experience never to happen.

That I was asleep, comfortably, in the aft cabin, agreed, made me unable to
stand a watch :{))

For all that, as seen in other threads on that adventure, it was the best
thing which could have happened to us, in many ways that I'll not bother to
recount here. That we got back in the saddle and are out here doing it
(what are YOU doing which bears any resemblance to cruising - this being
rec.boats.CRUISING, not dot OilRig/DeckHand/OreShip/GettingMultitonQualified
or others?), managing not to kill anyone including ourselves, not bending or
scratching the boat or others', suggests that our learning curve has
flattened somewhat :{)) Not that we aren't continually learning - we like
to think that we'll never stop learning, but hope that our learning
experiences aren't quite so exciting!

L8R

Skip, enjoying the sun and breeze keeping us cool and powering us up


--
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SV Flying Pig KI4MPC
See our galleries at www.justpickone.org/skip/gallery !
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The Society for the Preservation of Tithesis commends your ebriated
and scrutible use of delible and defatigable, which are gainly, sipid
and couth. We are gruntled and consolate that you have the ertia and
eptitude to choose such putably pensible tithesis, which we parage.

Stamp out Sesquipedalianism

"Flying Pig" wrote in message
...
Hi, Boob,

Nice to hear from you in your usual fashion :{))

... when, before our wreck, in the storm that put us on the rock, the KISS
took off, and landed on the center .....

*****
SKIP'S HISTORY REVISION ! !

Dear skip. you say a storm put you on the rocks.......
If I remember right by Lydias on words (post).... she was on watch
layed down and some how the boat ran onto the beach.

No storm put you on the rocks.
There was no lookout.
Your vessel was Not Under Command.....literly!
You were unable to stand a watch. Your beloved Lydia ****ed up, wimped
out and abandoned her post leaving everyone in peril of loosing their
life. You got lucky that time and simply rested on a beach/reef/rocks
or what ever ya wanna call it.

She should have been put in jail for attempted manslaughter

Bob
*******

Heh. With our boat, attempted manslaughter would have been laughed out of
court. The only reason we were plucked from Flying Pig is that the TBUS
guy told the CG, when asked, that they should deploy an asset. Flying Pig
is literally bulletproof (well, any normal caliber; an RPG, tank round, or
16" gun would make a mess and an elephant gun round might possibly
penetrate).

So, you're correct, we rested there on the rocks (if you can call being
picked up, thrown another few inches inland, and crashed again, every 10
seconds or so "resting").

And, the storm was what caused the KISS to fly away; we were happily under
triple-reefed main, making 5.5 knots, not even very uncomfortable in the
large seas; its departure was about 8 hours before our encounter with the
flats of Content Key.

And, yes, as seen in the "I learned about sailing from that" thread of the
time, we had a cascading set of decisions, any of which done in the
reverse, could have caused that experience never to happen.

That I was asleep, comfortably, in the aft cabin, agreed, made me unable
to stand a watch :{))

For all that, as seen in other threads on that adventure, it was the best
thing which could have happened to us, in many ways that I'll not bother
to recount here. That we got back in the saddle and are out here doing it
(what are YOU doing which bears any resemblance to cruising - this being
rec.boats.CRUISING, not dot
OilRig/DeckHand/OreShip/GettingMultitonQualified or others?), managing not
to kill anyone including ourselves, not bending or scratching the boat or
others', suggests that our learning curve has flattened somewhat :{)) Not
that we aren't continually learning - we like to think that we'll never
stop learning, but hope that our learning experiences aren't quite so
exciting!





The only trouble I see with your story, Skippy, is there are NO ROCKs at
Sprigger Bank and that's where you were aground, wasn't it?

Wilbur Hubbard

"Wilbur Hubbard" wrote in message
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The only trouble I see with your story, Skippy, is there are NO ROCKs at
Sprigger Bank and that's where you were aground, wasn't it?

Wilbur Hubbard


Nope.

Pay attention :{)) You were around during that period, right? You
saw all
the traffic of the time, right (2-7/2-20-07, or thereabouts, if you
wish to
look at the archives...

Off Content Key. Here's the very specific Lat/Long:

24*47.910'N/081*280855'W, give or take a few thousandths of a minute.
Note
the 1/2' of water on the chart, jumping from 15-17' to nothing in a
few
feet...

You could look it up - and see the pix in our gallery, for that
matter,
courtesy of the Coast Guard, who did a training exercise during the
extraction (go to the "aloft-adventure begins" sub gallery)...

Then click on the subgallery "crash landing - chapter 1" the first 4
pix of
which are from the helo, taken about 2 hours after low tide. Note the
forward port corner of the solar panels where there's no longer a wind
generator :{))


L8R

Love from Skip and crew, still wondering when you're going to come
whip our
asses in your banana boat...

--
Morgan 461 #2
SV Flying Pig KI4MPC
See our galleries at www.justpickone.org/skip/gallery !
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make it come true. You may have to work for it however."
(and)
"There is no such thing as a problem without a gift for you in
its hand. You seek problems because you need their gifts."

(Richard Bach, in Illusions - The Reluctant Messiah)