Each and every time I go out on the water I fear the worst. Break downs or worse some sort of dumb accident. Our beloved boats have not the latest in safety features and even though I take a lot of caution, ship happens! But I suppose because of all that hyper stuff, stuff seems to go OK..ish. What is humorous though is the amount of times the Old Woody Boat has been there to tow folks home. But a sail boat? Yup. And this is the second time.
While cruising the Wicomico River we noticed a small sailboat flopping around. Now mind you, there was little wind. The boat then abruptly went over and it was clear that the sailor was not going to right the boat. Turns out the sail was in the mud and wouldnt have flipped back without help. So in I went. With a little grunt here and there in the water and mud we were able to flip the boat. All those Cheese burgers finely paid off with the little extra weight! Of course there is video of it! Its the new age of video everything!
It dawned us on the way home, that I suppose many woody boats are in better shape than many newer boats. Possibly because we are all so hyper about them, and its all analog and more of a visceral experience. I can feel a change in the force in the wheel and boat. I am tuned in to smelling fuel, transmission oil vs oil. All of it. That may not be as good as a sensor, but its what we have.