After a recent tropical storm paid an ugly visit to our fine bay a few of the anchor out flotilla came to painful rest on rocky rip rap.
|The Calm After the Storm|
Rescued from further embarrassment and fragmentation this sailboat found her way to our docks. She suffered a broken rudder among many other ills.
|Rudder? What rudder?|
The vessel expended her remaining allotment of seaworthiness to traverse the 50 yards or so to safety. It was a harrowing but successful journey.
|Where Boat Dollars Go|
A real haul out is necessary to fix all of her woes but first the rudder needed desperate attention.
The best way to reach what was left of the spade rudder required adding water, lots of it, to the bow.
With her stern uncomfortably high in the water and her bow looking as if it were part of a submarine, some of the damage was exposed.
|A Water Lever|