Saturday, July 13, 2013

First Day Sailing...Never to Forget!


What was my first time sailing like…well it was a day I will never forget.  Truly!  Andrew and I headed out to the boat under grey skies and the chance of rain all afternoon.  We were hopeful that it would change.  We unlocked the boat and started hauling tools, food and supplies into the boat.  Slowly, we put the interior back together.  Clean cushion covers, even if the Tommy Bahama print drives me crazy, are nice.  With all the cushions laid out, we filled some of the lockers with items that would stay and sorted items into bins to head home.  We ate some lunch. And still it rained.  Andrew worked on the batteries and puttered around the cabin.  I worked on the production I would be starting in a couple of weeks.  Just when I was about to give up hope that it would ever stop and suggest we go home…the sun came out.  So with a few hours of daylight, Andrew, like an excited child, started prepping the boat to leave the dock.  I was scrambling around down below trying to secure all the items that were strewn all over the cabin. 

Finally we shoved off from the dock.  All I am going to say is that we will need some practice and some clear signals.  But we can work on that later, we were going sailing!  We motored out and through a canal to get out into the open bay.  We paid close attention to our chart to navigate this area because there were buoys everywhere.  Finally, out in the water we let loose the sails and were off.  I am still not sure of all the technical terms for what I did while we were sailing, but it is not easy work.  I hauled the lines for our genoa (this is a large sail on the front of the mast.  Mainsail is the sail that swings along the back or aft of the mast).  I had to get use to the winches and the give and take to pull the lines.  I also had to remember to lock the lines and that you can still pull the lines when in the lock position.  So much to remember, and daylight was slipping away. Andrew says he was just about to tack (turn) so we could head home when…thud, thud, thud..ud..ud. Stop.  Land Ho!  Not in a good way.  We had run aground.  I started asking Andrew what we should do, my calm crisis demeanor setting in.  People say that I get eerily calm when there is a crisis or emergency.  The calm was coming over me, although some where in the back of my mind I was thinking how I didn’t know enough about sailing to solve or even help our problem.  Andrew was busy hauling in the keel, hoping this would release us from the bottoms hold.  As we peered over the side we both knew that wouldn’t help.  There was about a foot and half of water beneath us and by the looks of it all around us.  Andrew tried our radio, no one was responding.  Come to find out later we could receive, we just couldn’t transmit anything.  No one could hear us.  We flagged down a passing boat, but of course had no way to talk to him.  Which is when Andrew took off his shoes and got in the water.  He stood up and the water didn’t even reach his knees.  He waded over closer to the boat to talk to the gentleman.  I could hear on our radio the gentlemen radio for the coast guard.  Help was on the way!  Andrew came back and proceeded to pull out the anchor chain and see if he could dislodge us from the bottom.  He waded out and pulled and pulled.  Nothing happened.  He came back on board and finally decided it was time to take down the sails.  Which is when I remembered that we had our insurance card and tow information below.  My calm, solve your problem personality was kicking in.  We called and started the process of getting a tow boat out to us.  Andrew started to shiver with the wet clothes, so I made him change out of his wet clothes.  Unfortunately, with all the things that we unloaded from the car, I did not unload the bag of clothing.  So he put on his foul weather gear.  Thank goodness it was already in the boat.  Note to self: Store warm change of clothing on boat for such emergencies.  Finally, the Coast Guard arrived and made sure we were ok.  They are not allowed to tow our boat unless there is distress so they waited until the tow boat arrived.  Our tow captain was nice, patient and worked hard getting us free.  It took awhile to slowly pull us over the sand on the boat, trying to keep the damage to a minimum. It took about 1.5 hours to get us to open water.  By that time is was dark and Andrew and I had no idea where we were.  Not wanting to end up in shallow water again, we asked him to tow us to the marina.  About an hour later, we were back at the marina and pushing into the dock.  The tow captain came aboard.  One of the nicest guys!  He took out our chart and showed us all the trouble spots in the bay and then the best places to take a sailboat.  He had once owned a Catalina 25, so there was a nice camaraderie going there.  He was nice enough to even save us a little bit of money.  I wish that we had a better way to thank him.  He was truly a life saver that night and helped calm our fears about heading back out.  He even told a couple of stories about running aground himself which helped make us feel better.  We will be paying closer attention to all the charts and buoys in the bay now.  Lesson Learned. 

After all that we still had to take down the sails and store them, clean and put everything away and load the car.  It was a late trek back home after an exhausting day.  But it is a day I will never forget.  Not only did I enjoy the sailing (the “before” ) but I also had my first lesson to learn.  I am just so glad that we made a binder with all our important paperwork in it and brought it to the boat.  So now I not only have to learn how to sail but what to do in emergency situations.