-rick- wrote:
Joe wrote:

3rd, you should have jumped in and swam out
with the anchor, dove down and planted it deep so you could kedge
yourself off.


...swam out with the anchor...?


...underwater of course...

wrote:
Don White wrote:

wrote:
snip..
They tow us to the dock

and I go to pay. By this time I was seriously happy to be off the boat
with my wife so even *the astonishing cost of $480* didn't faze me
much. It was $10/ft for the ungrounding (28' sailboat) and then $165
minimum and a couple other fees.

snip...

Whoo hoo! Around here the Coast Guard...or some friendly boater will
always come to the rescue...for free.


Re-thinking this, I regret posting it. It has me blaming my wife for
my predicament when I had nobody but myslf to blame. If I had
displayed much more confidence and a fun atitude I could probably have
talked my wife into enjoying the overnight grounding. Unfortunately, I
consider sailing to be an excercise in problem solving so I do not sail
for the same reasons she does. I DID invite her. I apologize.

David OHara


Check out this cartoon. I scanned it from a local newspaper.
Seem familiar??
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v2...CreamPuff2.jpg

On Mon, 20 Nov 2006 15:20:45 GMT, Don White
wrote:

wrote:
Don White wrote:

wrote:
snip..
They tow us to the dock

and I go to pay. By this time I was seriously happy to be off the boat
with my wife so even *the astonishing cost of $480* didn't faze me
much. It was $10/ft for the ungrounding (28' sailboat) and then $165
minimum and a couple other fees.

snip...

Whoo hoo! Around here the Coast Guard...or some friendly boater will
always come to the rescue...for free.


Re-thinking this, I regret posting it. It has me blaming my wife for
my predicament when I had nobody but myslf to blame. If I had
displayed much more confidence and a fun atitude I could probably have
talked my wife into enjoying the overnight grounding. Unfortunately, I
consider sailing to be an excercise in problem solving so I do not sail
for the same reasons she does. I DID invite her. I apologize.

David OHara


Check out this cartoon. I scanned it from a local newspaper.
Seem familiar??
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v2...CreamPuff2.jpg


Thanks, I (we) needed that!

Frank

Don White wrote in news:Pz98h.22503$cz.343025
@ursa-nb00s0.nbnet.nb.ca:

Whoo hoo! Around here the Coast Guard...or some friendly boater will
always come to the rescue...for free.



Charleston, too. Just ask and most anyone in a small boat will help tow
you off. I used to do it in my Sea Rayder jetboat...(c;

Larry
--
Halloween candy sure has dropped in price, lately!

" wrote in
ups.com:

I have to get to work in the
morning and Katie has o go to school and....

Oh, how I hate to go to sea with anyone who "needs to be somewhere at
this time".....

We got becalmed in the Gulfstreamer Race from Daytona Beach to Charleston
a couple years back. The sea was as flat as a table just out of the
Stream and the air was so still a hanky wouldn't wiggle. We sat there 6
hours, just like everyone else. Cap'n Geoffrey says to me, "What do you
think?" I reply, "Well, the wind is BOUND to come up by next weekend or
so. Wake me up if it freshens and I'll take the first watch.", as I head
off to my beloved V-berth for a nice nap. (I always get sleepy after
gorging on $480 in the finest gourmet food that was "left over" from
shopping in Daytona's biggest Publix Deli. The boat was packed with
enough food and booze to make Amel's factory pier in France with 12
passengers aboard.) Less than 2 hours later, I'm awakened by the Perkins
diesel I had lovingly had fixed in Daytona Marina. I drag myself out and
asked, "What's going on?" The other guys on the race crew had gotten
antsy about getting home so we motored home 90 miles on the Perkins,
getting in about midnight.

I was too tired to go home. I crawled back in my beloved V-berth until
10AM Monday morning....(yawn)....refreshed. I hauled $200 in gourmet
food home with my dirty clothes. No sense it going to waste (or waist),
right?

With our huge race handicap "Lionheart" has, we can arrive home a day
after the race ends and still place in the top 5.....(c; We shoulda
waited crankin' the Perkins..... Just because you can't see any other
racers, doesn't mean we're gonna be "last", again....necessarily....until
the math is complete.

Larry
--
Halloween candy sure has dropped in price, lately!

I always have trouble coming up with appropriate post titles. Next time, can I ask you?

It isn't often realized just what a vital safety device a towed dinghy is in situations like this. Even in Maine's high and thus fast falling, tides, I've jumped in the dinghy, hooked the anchor over the transom, rowed it out, and been back on the boat fast enough to pull off with the anchor rode led to a jib halyard winch before the tide fell enough to stick fast. You really have to jump though when working against a 12 foot tide.

If this doesn't work, put a block on the anchor line and run it up the mast with a halyard. Winching the anchor line will then heel the boat powerfully, reducing the draft as you drag the boat off.

--
Roger Long

On Mon, 20 Nov 2006 14:23:25 GMT, "Roger Long"
wrote:

If this doesn't work, put a block on the anchor line and run it up the mast with a halyard. Winching the anchor line will then heel the boat powerfully, reducing the draft as you drag the boat off.

Snatch block on the anchor line, taken up with a halyard.

Just when you think you've seen all of the clever tricks on a
sailboat, along comes another one.

Good one Roger.

It also sets you up well for if you don't manage to get off. Drying out completely can be very serious for some boat as they won't float off again without flooding through cockpit lockers. If you don't get off, put a little bit of heel on the boat away from the direction the anchor is set and take up on the halyard so the boat settles with some tension on the anchor rode holding her up. This will be a precarious position since having the anchor pull out could let the boat fall over but it may be better than having her flood when the tide comes back in. If the anchor does come out it should drag slowly enough that there won't be a crash. You would still want to move around very carefully, if at all, untill the tide comes back in.

--
Roger Long

"Wayne.B" wrote in message ...
On Mon, 20 Nov 2006 14:23:25 GMT, "Roger Long"
wrote:

If this doesn't work, put a block on the anchor line and run it up the mast with a halyard. Winching the anchor line will then heel the boat powerfully, reducing the draft as you drag the boat off.

Snatch block on the anchor line, taken up with a halyard.

Just when you think you've seen all of the clever tricks on a
sailboat, along comes another one.

Good one Roger.

Leave the wife home. Obviously she can not contribute to the solution of the
problem, she can only make matters worse. Just think of what might have
happened if someone was injured or quick action was needed to prevent
catastrophe.

The icing on the cake is to mention to her how lonely her retirement will be
when you are out sailing the world - without her.

I do not understand why men are expected to cater to women's emotionally
driven whims and are expected to "apologize" for not understanding. Why
aren't women expected to understand men? Why is it assumed that women are so
handicapped? Why must men yield to this emotional terrorism?

Women are wired for dealing with children, other women and some family
matters. Men are wired for dealing with the external world - things such as
attacking beasts, danger, dinosaurs, thugs, science, sailing and the like.
In your situation there was a conflict between the manly world and the
woman's world. It looks like the costliest solution won.

It is unfortunate that the great and powerful mind of that Master Mariner
Capt Neal is not here to contribute further on this subject. I am certain
that he would add brilliant insight.

Gilligan wrote:
snip...

It is unfortunate that the great and powerful mind of that Master Mariner
Capt Neal is not here to contribute further on this subject. I am certain
that he would add brilliant insight.


Yeah... he'd be squealing like a school girl!