JoLin
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We had no intention of going boating yesterday, but some appointments we had made fell through and we accepted a last-minute invitation from some friends to run over to Kismet (Fire Island) for the afternoon and a barbecue at a house they own there. Our friend's sister and BIL needed a ride, so we had them meet us at our dock and we all rode over together. My wife and I anchored the boat and we waded ashore. Without thinking I had put the boat key in the pocket of my trunks instead of leaving it aboard.
Had a nice afternoon and waded back out to the boat. I retrieved the stern anchor, climbed aboard, and no key! It had floated out of my pocket as we were coming back. I spotted it in the water about 100 feet away. Dang! I was about to put on a PFD and go after it when the BIL (I'll call him "Jim") said he could get it no prob. Jim's a big strapping guy, a strong swimmer, and no stranger to boats or those waters. He jumped in,retrieved the key and started back. About halfway back to the boat it bacame apparent that a current had him and he was making only a little headway. I kept calling out to him..
"Are you OK?" "Yes"
"Are you OK?" "Yes"
"Are you OK?" <pause> "No"
S**T!
I tossed out a PFD in his direction and it floated within reach. He managed to grab it, but he was pretty well spent, and now he was slowly drifting away from the boat. I grabbed a flotation cushion, tied my longest dock line to it and tossed it out. Too short. Grabbed the stern anchor line and added that on, and FINALLY got the cushion to him and hauled him back in. Later, his wife thanked me for remaining so calm and acting so quickly, but I'll tell you, I was scared to death that we were going to lose him. It was absolutely amazing how quickly we had gone from a simple, short swim to a potentially life-threatening situation. The entire incident. from him tiring, to me hauling him aboard, took less than 10 minutes, or, just long enough for someone to drown. Lessons learned:
NOBODY leaves the boat "for a swim" w/o wearing a PFD.
By next weekend, there will be one flotation cushion permanently attached to 100' of polyproplene line and ready for immediate deployment. I had all the pieces aboard, but wasted precious moments jury-rigging the setup I needed for this particular situation.
Spare key? I swore it was aboard in our "gear bag." I later found it in my truck. It never quite made it to the boat. It's there now.
Had a nice afternoon and waded back out to the boat. I retrieved the stern anchor, climbed aboard, and no key! It had floated out of my pocket as we were coming back. I spotted it in the water about 100 feet away. Dang! I was about to put on a PFD and go after it when the BIL (I'll call him "Jim") said he could get it no prob. Jim's a big strapping guy, a strong swimmer, and no stranger to boats or those waters. He jumped in,retrieved the key and started back. About halfway back to the boat it bacame apparent that a current had him and he was making only a little headway. I kept calling out to him..
"Are you OK?" "Yes"
"Are you OK?" "Yes"
"Are you OK?" <pause> "No"
S**T!
I tossed out a PFD in his direction and it floated within reach. He managed to grab it, but he was pretty well spent, and now he was slowly drifting away from the boat. I grabbed a flotation cushion, tied my longest dock line to it and tossed it out. Too short. Grabbed the stern anchor line and added that on, and FINALLY got the cushion to him and hauled him back in. Later, his wife thanked me for remaining so calm and acting so quickly, but I'll tell you, I was scared to death that we were going to lose him. It was absolutely amazing how quickly we had gone from a simple, short swim to a potentially life-threatening situation. The entire incident. from him tiring, to me hauling him aboard, took less than 10 minutes, or, just long enough for someone to drown. Lessons learned:
NOBODY leaves the boat "for a swim" w/o wearing a PFD.
By next weekend, there will be one flotation cushion permanently attached to 100' of polyproplene line and ready for immediate deployment. I had all the pieces aboard, but wasted precious moments jury-rigging the setup I needed for this particular situation.
Spare key? I swore it was aboard in our "gear bag." I later found it in my truck. It never quite made it to the boat. It's there now.