Crossing from hell. Everybody has at least one.
Your story was so inspirational, I just had to share. Just so you know you aren't the only one.
We've made probably 40 trips to Catalina on our 30' flybridge (Bertram style) cruiser. One time, however, all the stars... misaligned. The plan was simple. Get off work at 2:00. Jam home, hook up the trailer & be at the ramp by 3:00. Launch in Huntington and be at the Catalina Two Harbors to meet with friends by 4:30 & go for dinner. No worries. Till I got off work.
Got home, hooked up and made the ramp on time. When I pulled up to remove tiedowns & prep to launch, I made the mistake of turning the truck off. Never to start again. Cranked and diagnosed & fought with it till the battery was exhausted. Eventually had to pull one from the boat (not easy). Fought more as the hours ticked away. After exhausting every trick & all the starter fluid from the boat I was about to just call it, & record the time. Then! It just decides to fire! No real reason. But now it's 6:00.
On the way to the ramp, the sea was amazingly calm for afternoon and it looked like an easy run. Now?... Well, while I was working on the truck the wind was cranking up and clouds were coming in. By the time we hit the harbor mouth it was solid whitecaps, 3-4' wind waves on 8' west swell. And the sun was nearing the horizon. So we stashed everything low in the boat and put all the items on the counters on the floor or in the sink. Including a fresh pineapple that went in the sink. The normally 1 hour crossing turned into a 2-1/2 hr pounding that was like running moguls on a black diamond slope. There was no light. No moon. Black, rough, wet & cold, but we finally made it. Unfortunately, everyone else made it first. No moorings available for us.
They said we could side tie to our friends boat, but they had already left for dinner having given up on waiting for us. Still, after a ridiculous 15 minutes just to tie off, (because of the thrashing we got slipping around on the soaking decks trying to set fenders & lines in a serge that was pushing the boat 3-6' in every direction), we were finally secured. Time for dinner.
My daughter went below and immediately informed us that there was 6" of water in the bottom of the cabin! Turns out, that pineapple in the sink, bounced around till it moved the faucet nozzle & then the handle of the faucet "on". It pumped every drop of fresh water (60 gal.) onto the counter and into the cabin. All the towels, dry food storage, inverter, shoes... everything stored low for the rough weather plus everything stored in the bottom cupboards was floating. After cleaning up from that (about 10:00) tried for dinner again. Had to get creative since we were planning on going out that night & everything was frozen for later , or soaked. Also, we only had 1 bottle of water to share for 3 people for making dinner, brushing teeth, etc. Eventually we ate. Some. Fashioned some pillows from bathroom towels. (Ours were soaked from being used as padding when putting items on the floor.) And got to sleep.
Sometimes you just have to wonder if something is just telling you not to go. This was one of those runs.