Bone-head moves
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Fake or not ,this does happen .In Salem sound last year a Catalina 30 on Stb. stood on and rammed a tall ship . The Catalina lost it's mast and someone on board got injured. The tall ship's captain lost her ticket for a few months for not giving way ! So everyone lost for a "bonehead" move .
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I want to hire this photographer. It's amazing how well he could chop in all those people running to the lee rail, the tear in the sail of the MF after the collision, the people standing over the damage and pulling on the top rail to put it back in place, and then chop in the CG boat in pursuit of the offendor and then to top it all off he teleported himself onto the MF to take pictures of the damage up close that he photoshopped in. :Liar::Liar:
Com'on guys... do your homework before you start shooting from the lips.
I want to hire this photographer. It's amazing how well he could chop in all those people running to the lee rail, the tear in the sail of the MF after the collision, the people standing over the damage and pulling on the top rail to put it back in place, and then chop in the CG boat in pursuit of the offendor and then to top it all off he teleported himself onto the MF to take pictures of the damage up close that he photoshopped in. :Liar::Liar:
Com'on guys... do your homework before you start shooting from the lips.
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Well, I belong to Encinal Yacht Club, and this collision has been the subject of many conversations... both in person and via e-mail. Also, I happened to hear the radio conversations between the Coast Guard, MF, and later between MF and Stand By, exchanging contact info to talk to each other via cell phone. It happened.
I have to wonder how the "skipper" of the 40 footer
Can even look in the mirror to shave after doing something that stupid.
This isn't about rules or right of way, this is about total stuidity, there isn't a reason in the world for what he did.
Tom
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Can even look in the mirror to shave after doing something that stupid.
This isn't about rules or right of way, this is about total stuidity, there isn't a reason in the world for what he did.
Tom
s/v GAIA
Mirror? Its real easy
You place the razor by your left ear and slide it around to the right ear...
You place the razor by your left ear and slide it around to the right ear...
Speaking of mirrors...
What's your best or latest bonehead move. When I started this thread I was hoping that it would head off in that direction. Guess I have to give it a little nudge.
I'll show you mine if you show me your's.
Fortunately, I have an ample supply to draw on. I'll start with the most recent.
We were tied to a mooring buoy in Reid Harbor one fine day just a month ago. I woke to a beautiful morning with an ebb tide and a light breeze that were both heading right for the entrance (exit) from the harbor. I'm the early riser on our crew so the Admiral was still below with the dogs while I decided to quietly sail off the mooring and sneak out of the harbor with out anyone noticing.
I set pretty much everything up for a smooth departure including tying a long line to the stern cleat and back to the buoy rigged to slip at the right time. I then went to the bow and slipped the bow line. This let the boat begin it's turn before I let go of the stern. I though that was prudent since the anchorage was crowded. I did not want to back into anybody especially while they were sleeping. When the bow was about 90 degrees to the wind I set the foresail. I love that sound when it fills sort of a soft thump and we're off. I waited until we were almost DDW before I slipped the stern line and as the boat started to accelerate I stepped to where the wheel is usually kept. Duh!!!
That would not be so bad if I had bothered to turn on the breaker for the auto-pilot but since I did not plan to use insturments they were all turned off.
I tried to find the right balance between confidence and panic in my voice when I called down to the Admiral "Could you please bring me the wheel (we store it in the forward shower on our C42), step lively please as we are underway and also turn on the auto pilot on your way by. I am happy to say that she did indeed step lively and she was on her way up the stairs as we sailed close by the first boat. They were in their cockpit enjoying morning coffee as we sailed by installing the wheel as we went. About the time that the wheel was back on the job the auto-pilot finally woke up.
I guess it was a good thing that I center the rudder before I remove the wheel. We did not really need to do any steering for quite a while but it is always nice to have that option.
Of course, once I had sailed past all of the anchored boats the wind died to nothing so we fired up the "iron genny", warmed up while drifting with the current and drove out of the harbor.
Making mistakes so that others can learn by them,
What's your best or latest bonehead move. When I started this thread I was hoping that it would head off in that direction. Guess I have to give it a little nudge.
I'll show you mine if you show me your's.
Fortunately, I have an ample supply to draw on. I'll start with the most recent.
We were tied to a mooring buoy in Reid Harbor one fine day just a month ago. I woke to a beautiful morning with an ebb tide and a light breeze that were both heading right for the entrance (exit) from the harbor. I'm the early riser on our crew so the Admiral was still below with the dogs while I decided to quietly sail off the mooring and sneak out of the harbor with out anyone noticing.
I set pretty much everything up for a smooth departure including tying a long line to the stern cleat and back to the buoy rigged to slip at the right time. I then went to the bow and slipped the bow line. This let the boat begin it's turn before I let go of the stern. I though that was prudent since the anchorage was crowded. I did not want to back into anybody especially while they were sleeping. When the bow was about 90 degrees to the wind I set the foresail. I love that sound when it fills sort of a soft thump and we're off. I waited until we were almost DDW before I slipped the stern line and as the boat started to accelerate I stepped to where the wheel is usually kept. Duh!!!
That would not be so bad if I had bothered to turn on the breaker for the auto-pilot but since I did not plan to use insturments they were all turned off.
I tried to find the right balance between confidence and panic in my voice when I called down to the Admiral "Could you please bring me the wheel (we store it in the forward shower on our C42), step lively please as we are underway and also turn on the auto pilot on your way by. I am happy to say that she did indeed step lively and she was on her way up the stairs as we sailed close by the first boat. They were in their cockpit enjoying morning coffee as we sailed by installing the wheel as we went. About the time that the wheel was back on the job the auto-pilot finally woke up.
I guess it was a good thing that I center the rudder before I remove the wheel. We did not really need to do any steering for quite a while but it is always nice to have that option.
Of course, once I had sailed past all of the anchored boats the wind died to nothing so we fired up the "iron genny", warmed up while drifting with the current and drove out of the harbor.
Making mistakes so that others can learn by them,
More sailing off the mooring...
It was my second year sailing my Lancer 25. There was a nice breeze and I thought it would be cake to sail off the mooring. With my Wife at the tiller I raised the main and dropped the pendants. Of course, at that point we were starting out in irons. I had instructed my Wife to put the rudder over to catch the wind...she did...so hard over so the rudder was acting like a brake allowing the wind to push the bow around so we were headed in the wrong direction (90 degrees to our intended close hauled course). I let loose the main sheet and tried to explain this to her on the fly, but our mooring is VERY close to a muddy island. My explanation elicited only a puzzled look. It seemed like before I could sneeze we would ground parallel to the shore on our very broad wide keel. I grabbed the tiller from Wife and made the only sensible decision I could think off...I turned the bow towards land and grounded bow on. Then I calmly started the outboard and backed off. The Harbor Master was standing by , and kindly inquired if I needed help. I was thankfully able to decline.
Several lessons learned there.
(1) Sailing off the mooring will in the future always be attempted with the engine running...just in case.
(2) I will not assume my Wife, who passed basic keel boat, remembers ANYTHING about sailing. She doesn't. She just isn't that interested.
(3) I will explain any slightly complex maneuver to any crew in advance of said operation. I did so in this case.
(4) I will explain to any novice crew that they need to follow instructions before questioning them, especially if an emergency exists. It is my boat, they don't know how to sail, they need to follow my judgment for our safety.
(4) is a big problem with my Wife. If I told her she was on FIRE, she automatically question my sanity before evaluating if, indeed, she was...perhaps feeling a bit toasty...
It was my second year sailing my Lancer 25. There was a nice breeze and I thought it would be cake to sail off the mooring. With my Wife at the tiller I raised the main and dropped the pendants. Of course, at that point we were starting out in irons. I had instructed my Wife to put the rudder over to catch the wind...she did...so hard over so the rudder was acting like a brake allowing the wind to push the bow around so we were headed in the wrong direction (90 degrees to our intended close hauled course). I let loose the main sheet and tried to explain this to her on the fly, but
our mooring is VERY close to a muddy island. My explanation elicited only a puzzled look. It seemed like before I could sneeze we would ground parallel to the shore on our very broad wide keel. I grabbed the tiller from Wife and made the only sensible decision I could think off...I turned the bow towards land and grounded bow on. Then I calmly started the outboard and backed off. The Harbor Master was standing by , and kindly inquired if I needed help. I was thankfully able to decline.Several lessons learned there.
(1) Sailing off the mooring will in the future always be attempted with the engine running...just in case.
(2) I will not assume my Wife, who passed basic keel boat, remembers ANYTHING about sailing. She doesn't. She just isn't that interested.
(3) I will explain any slightly complex maneuver to any crew in advance of said operation. I did so in this case.
(4) I will explain to any novice crew that they need to follow instructions before questioning them, especially if an emergency exists. It is my boat, they don't know how to sail, they need to follow my judgment for our safety.
(4) is a big problem with my Wife. If I told her she was on FIRE, she automatically question my sanity before evaluating if, indeed, she was...perhaps feeling a bit toasty...
I can top that, Bob.
I'd been doing my once-a-year gig as race committee, and after the final sequence four hobbiecats sailed over and asked if I'd give them a start so they could practice for a regatta the following week. I'd already put away the flags, but one of the skippers was a member of my yacht club so I told them that I'd give them a horn at five, a horn at one, and a gun for the start, no recalls.
Being a bit too casual since this was not an official race, I did the sequence from the cockpit. At the start, I raised my .357 magnum--fortunately loaded with .38 blanks--and shot straight up. Into the boom.
After the rig stopped vibrating the Admiral asked, "Why'd you do that?"
I never answered, and the powder burn was still there when I sold the boat a few years later.
I'd been doing my once-a-year gig as race committee, and after the final sequence four hobbiecats sailed over and asked if I'd give them a start so they could practice for a regatta the following week. I'd already put away the flags, but one of the skippers was a member of my yacht club so I told them that I'd give them a horn at five, a horn at one, and a gun for the start, no recalls.
Being a bit too casual since this was not an official race, I did the sequence from the cockpit. At the start, I raised my .357 magnum--fortunately loaded with .38 blanks--and shot straight up. Into the boom.
After the rig stopped vibrating the Admiral asked, "Why'd you do that?"
I never answered, and the powder burn was still there when I sold the boat a few years later.
I was on the yahoo catalina 30 group and saw this. Does this qualify as a bone head move?
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Catalina30/message/28484
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Catalina30/message/28484
Hodini
April at Flaming Gorge. Warm day, cold water. I hooked the line to the bow eye of my 14' cosine wherry and gave it a good hard shove off the trailer. It sailed out into the middle of the bay while I stood there looking bemusedly at the rope in my hand. I was contimplating a cold swim when a fisherman with a boat came to my rescue.
April at Flaming Gorge. Warm day, cold water. I hooked the line to the bow eye of my 14' cosine wherry and gave it a good hard shove off the trailer. It sailed out into the middle of the bay while I stood there looking bemusedly at the rope in my hand. I was contimplating a cold swim when a fisherman with a boat came to my rescue.
outa gas
First time I put my boat in the water, we pulled up the mast but didn't put the boom on, because we were just planning to motor over to our mooring at Port Hope. I fired up the 9.9 and motored out of the harbour while my brother took the car back. About half way there I run clean outa gas. I didn't even have my VHF wired up yet let alone a cell phone or anything sensible like that. I got the boom attached and the Main up, I couldn't get the jib up because of a fouled halliard. So I was beating up wind for about 1/2 hour when one of our club members came out to look for me. They had seen my brother hanging around wiating for me for a couple of hours and asked him what was up. When they found out I didn't have a radio or a chart of the area they were worried that I had run aground on Peter's Rock. Anyway I got a tow back in and a lesson. Make sure your halliards arn't fouled and you have gas in the tank before you leave the dock. Also its a great idea to have a chart and a means of comunication before heading out on Lake Ontario.
First time I put my boat in the water, we pulled up the mast but didn't put the boom on, because we were just planning to motor over to our mooring at Port Hope. I fired up the 9.9 and motored out of the harbour while my brother took the car back. About half way there I run clean outa gas. I didn't even have my VHF wired up yet let alone a cell phone or anything sensible like that. I got the boom attached and the Main up, I couldn't get the jib up because of a fouled halliard. So I was beating up wind for about 1/2 hour when one of our club members came out to look for me. They had seen my brother hanging around wiating for me for a couple of hours and asked him what was up. When they found out I didn't have a radio or a chart of the area they were worried that I had run aground on Peter's Rock. Anyway I got a tow back in and a lesson. Make sure your halliards arn't fouled and you have gas in the tank before you leave the dock. Also its a great idea to have a chart and a means of comunication before heading out on Lake Ontario.
The best learned lessons are learned the hard way, yeah right.
I was to meet Novelman at the Queens way ramp in Long Beach. My wife was with me for what was to be a wonderful sail through the Long Beach Harbor. Good weather calm waters a great opportunity to win her over to sailing. :dance:
After taking an hour and a half to rig up she was getting impatient. The boat was set to go as I started to back down the ramp. I got out of the truck to attach the bow line and decided if would be faster to unhook the winch from the bow eye at the same time. I started to back down slowly and carefully when half way down the ramp, the guy power cleaning the ramp made a move to the back of the boat. I panicked and slammed on the brakes. There went the boat, it slid of the trailer and onto the ramp. :cussing:
Fortunately it landed on the keel. Now what to do. I had plenty of shood-ofs and advise from the crowd of people who "reside" at the landing.
:lame:
I decided to try winching the boat back on to the trailer. I released the keel to take the weight off along with removing the rudder and motor. I was able to pull it up the trailer far enough that it rested on the back of the bunks. I was then able to slide it down the ramp using the keel as a skid. It worked well and got the boat floating. Happy ending? Not a chance.
I turned the boat around, tied it to the dock, replace the rudder and motor. Fortunately Novelman was a little late trying to feel his way through the shallows. When he got there we were ready to go. I lowered the motor into the water and pulled the cord. The motor fired up right away. Looks like its going to be a good day after all. I dropped it into gear and revved up the motor and away it went. Not the boat but the motor. Apparently the early unexpected launching cracked the plywood mounting. The motor didn't sink right away because of the air in the hood. It lingered for about 10 second then slowly sank. The the water is so polluted that Honda label disappeared about 8" from the surface. I didn't take time to change and fortunately I wear boxer briefs that look like trunks. As I was undressing my wife warned me "don't go into that God awful water you'll get a disease, just buy another motor." I explained to her that a new replacement motor would cost a couple of grand. She replied, "Hand me your clothes and don't drink the water." I did take time to put on my diving mask and snorkel, why with 8" of visibility I'll never know (I can only figure that it shielded me from the reality of what I a was about to climb into, kind of like the Kent State riot police helmets.) I did manage to find the motor with my sandaled feet in about six feet of water. I drove down and grabbed the tiller and manage to get it upright. I was then able to drag it up the foot thick muck covered ramp. Needless to say there was no sailing that day.
Things learned:
Don't unhook the winch strap until after you're at the bottom of the ramp.
Replace old motor mounts before they break.
Leash your motor to the boat.
Don't drink water that comes from the Los Angeles river.
Don't use a snorkel in water that comes from the LA river.
Take your wife to a really nice restaurant after a disaster.
Hopefully someone will learn from what truly was a, bone head move.
Frank
An attempt to winch it back on to the trailer.
I was to meet Novelman at the Queens way ramp in Long Beach. My wife was with me for what was to be a wonderful sail through the Long Beach Harbor. Good weather calm waters a great opportunity to win her over to sailing. :dance:
After taking an hour and a half to rig up she was getting impatient. The boat was set to go as I started to back down the ramp. I got out of the truck to attach the bow line and decided if would be faster to unhook the winch from the bow eye at the same time. I started to back down slowly and carefully when half way down the ramp, the guy power cleaning the ramp made a move to the back of the boat. I panicked and slammed on the brakes. There went the boat, it slid of the trailer and onto the ramp. :cussing:
Fortunately it landed on the keel. Now what to do. I had plenty of shood-ofs and advise from the crowd of people who "reside" at the landing.
:lame:I decided to try winching the boat back on to the trailer. I released the keel to take the weight off along with removing the rudder and motor. I was able to pull it up the trailer far enough that it rested on the back of the bunks. I was then able to slide it down the ramp using the keel as a skid. It worked well and got the boat floating. Happy ending? Not a chance.
I turned the boat around, tied it to the dock, replace the rudder and motor. Fortunately Novelman was a little late trying to feel his way through the shallows. When he got there we were ready to go. I lowered the motor into the water and pulled the cord. The motor fired up right away. Looks like its going to be a good day after all. I dropped it into gear and revved up the motor and away it went. Not the boat but the motor.
Apparently the early unexpected launching cracked the plywood mounting. The motor didn't sink right away because of the air in the hood. It lingered for about 10 second then slowly sank. The the water is so polluted that Honda label disappeared about 8" from the surface. I didn't take time to change and fortunately I wear boxer briefs that look like trunks. As I was undressing my wife warned me "don't go into that God awful water you'll get a disease, just buy another motor." I explained to her that a new replacement motor would cost a couple of grand. She replied, "Hand me your clothes and don't drink the water." I did take time to put on my diving mask and snorkel, why with 8" of visibility I'll never know (I can only figure that it shielded me from the reality of what I a was about to climb into, kind of like the Kent State riot police helmets.) I did manage to find the motor with my sandaled feet in about six feet of water. I drove down and grabbed the tiller and manage to get it upright. I was then able to drag it up the foot thick muck covered ramp. Needless to say there was no sailing that day.Things learned:
Don't unhook the winch strap until after you're at the bottom of the ramp.
Replace old motor mounts before they break.
Leash your motor to the boat.
Don't drink water that comes from the Los Angeles river.
Don't use a snorkel in water that comes from the LA river.
Take your wife to a really nice restaurant after a disaster.
Hopefully someone will learn from what truly was a, bone head move.
Frank
An attempt to winch it back on to the trailer.
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I've never seen a 40 footer look so small !
I would like to hear what the captain of the 40' boat had to say. That and I bet if the same thing happened to him with say a 10' sailing dingy hitting him while it was on a starboard tack he would say the dingy was at fault do to his lack of maneuverability compared to the dingy.
I would like to hear what the captain of the 40' boat had to say. That and I bet if the same thing happened to him with say a 10' sailing dingy hitting him while it was on a starboard tack he would say the dingy was at fault do to his lack of maneuverability compared to the dingy.
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Ouch Caguy!
That is truely a bad day! I can't top that (so far, thank goodness) but my most recent adventure is still pretty good. Was pulling the Mac26S from Yellowstone N.P to Red Lodge MT about 2 weeks ago. Left after work at about 5:30 pm. Checked psi in trailer tires in Gardner and had a massive blow out of right tire about 30 miles east of Livingston, which puts me 30 miles into nowhere. I pulled over to the side and checked the psi in my spare - 20#. Realised that I probably should have checked this back in Gardner where they have air to fill it up. Good news is I got a chance to use my roadside assistence coverage through BoatUS Trailer Club. Man shows up and airs up my tire and I am back on the road reaching my drive way around 11:30 pm. By now I must be a little groggy cause I forget to swing wide on the left turn and take out my mailbox along with the railroad tie that it was mounted on. No damage to the boat but the left fender took it pretty hard and now matches the right fender that got incredibly beat up when the tire came apart. I spent that weekend putting up a new mailbox and pulling the fenders off the trailer. I plan on doing some poor mans' bodywork this winter.
That is truely a bad day! I can't top that (so far, thank goodness) but my most recent adventure is still pretty good. Was pulling the Mac26S from Yellowstone N.P to Red Lodge MT about 2 weeks ago. Left after work at about 5:30 pm. Checked psi in trailer tires in Gardner and had a massive blow out of right tire about 30 miles east of Livingston, which puts me 30 miles into nowhere. I pulled over to the side and checked the psi in my spare - 20#. Realised that I probably should have checked this back in Gardner where they have air to fill it up. Good news is I got a chance to use my roadside assistence coverage through BoatUS Trailer Club. Man shows up and airs up my tire and I am back on the road reaching my drive way around 11:30 pm. By now I must be a little groggy cause I forget to swing wide on the left turn and take out my mailbox along with the railroad tie that it was mounted on. No damage to the boat but the left fender took it pretty hard and now matches the right fender that got incredibly beat up when the tire came apart. I spent that weekend putting up a new mailbox and pulling the fenders off the trailer. I plan on doing some poor mans' bodywork this winter.
1984 westerbeke
Can anyone tell me what the model # is on the 10hp that came in a 84 hunter 27. I am thinking 11A one. The boat is 90 miles away and I need to buy some parts so I want to be sure. Thanks
Can anyone tell me what the model # is on the 10hp that came in a 84 hunter 27. I am thinking 11A one. The boat is 90 miles away and I need to buy some parts so I want to be sure. Thanks
It was real.
Here is a photo of the actual damage. This photo was "taken " not photo shopped on Sat. Oct 11, 2008.
Notice the toe rail just aft of the tender.
Here is a photo of the actual damage. This photo was "taken " not photo shopped on Sat. Oct 11, 2008.
Notice the toe rail just aft of the tender.
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