Sounds crazy, but I've done it
We launched "Loon" on a sunny day in 1997. In the Quad Cities, one of the best ramps is in Iowa, but we kept the boat in a marina in Illinois. Figure the odds, we got the boat rigged and realized the sails were at home. We launched the boat and motored accross the river to the marina. Meanwhile, the wife ran home to get the sails. She meets us at the marina, and I start to hoist the jib onto the CDI roller furler. After it was up about two feet, it became painfully apparent that a square knot was a poor choice for the messenger line on the opposite side of the foil. 20 feet over my head, the end of the downhaul was dangling.Not thinking well at this point, we tried to intentionally heel the boat over with the main halyard. Four big guys couldn't heel it more than 35 degrees. I don't worry too much about a knockdown anymore. So at this point, I slap on a seat harness and tie the main halyard off to the D-ring. My wife and friend winch me up to the spreaders, where I use the boat hook to slide the messenger down far enough on the foil to grab the downhaul. I then tie proper bowlines to tie the lines together. Then I shimmy back down. Directly across from my slip is a resteraunt full of amused patrons. Needless to say, I didn't get hurt, and the mast on my 26 is still in one piece. But I would not recommend doing this to anybody.Mike PajewskiH26 "Loon"