AlaskaProf
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- Joined
- Jun 26, 2016
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- Location
- US of A
- Vessel Name
- boatless, ex: Seeadler
- Vessel Make
- RAWSON 41
Departing Roche Harbor, idling at 4 knots, about 400 yards along Pearl Island. Giving wide berth to the numerous crab pots. Just in front of the boat, I spy a near invisible loop of blue and white floating line. (Really. Sample attached) I shifted to neutral, but no luck we drifted across it and noticed a float about 10 yards to starboard was following us. We hauled the pot up and cut it loose. Now with cool reflection, I realize I have created a zombie crab killer, but cool reflection was not available in the moment.
Pretty clear that the port running gear was going to be the issue, so we single-limped back into the slip we had departed just 15 minutes before, no mean feat in itself.
Now, once in a while evil luck and good fortune occur in such proximity that you don't know whether to scream or to celebrate, and this is such a story, because we had just spent two nights docked beside an utterly charming three-generation party of six. "Dad", the middle gen guy had spent an hour or so yesterday spearfishing nearby! Ten minutes to don his wetsuit and grab a knife another five to clear the prop and we were on the way again.
Cost: One bottle of champagne.
New friends: Priceless!
p.s. If you are reading this, a**h**e, I'd be happy to show you exactly where your pot is.
Pretty clear that the port running gear was going to be the issue, so we single-limped back into the slip we had departed just 15 minutes before, no mean feat in itself.
Now, once in a while evil luck and good fortune occur in such proximity that you don't know whether to scream or to celebrate, and this is such a story, because we had just spent two nights docked beside an utterly charming three-generation party of six. "Dad", the middle gen guy had spent an hour or so yesterday spearfishing nearby! Ten minutes to don his wetsuit and grab a knife another five to clear the prop and we were on the way again.
Cost: One bottle of champagne.
New friends: Priceless!
p.s. If you are reading this, a**h**e, I'd be happy to show you exactly where your pot is.
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