Bob Cantarera at the controls of a 60 foot lift bucket flying over HPYC this weekend. Mastheads, antennae, lights and standing rigging were inspected, repair and generally marveled at from a unique perspective.
We'll all be sailing soon, hopefully real soon. In the meantime, we're getting ready for the season, splitting time between "boat work" and "club work".
Part of today was spent dusting, scrubbing, moving and getting the clubhouse a "touch" more presentable.
Rick Fellows - "Sugaree", Tom Finger "Irish Dream" and Jeff Wettig "Pegasus" are first of the fleet in the bay. They were off early today for the first voyage of the 2012 season - overnight to Chesapeake City. Watch this space for Jeff's report......
So on Sunday, after pretty much everybody that was spending Easter Sunday at the Club had left and gone home, I came in on my dink from locking up Pegasus and making sure everything was shipshape for the week, when I noticed some birds or other dragging sticks onto the roof of the work barge. In order to stop any further progress on nest building by said birds (Not sure what they were, but I don't think they were Osprey's) I proceeded to climb aboard the work barge, step up onto the storage box, and fling away the few sticks that were up there. The problems started when I turned to hop back down to the deck, and missed my hand hold, a stainless bar on the roof, that mysteriously ends right about where my had was grasping. The Barge was pitching pretty good in the gusty breeze and chop, and when I did hit the deck with my feet, I was already way too far flung to stop, and thought better about hitting the space between the outboard and the box, and had enough sense to lean to the left, and five feet of cold, April water instead.
Let this be a lesson, in the old Industrial safety video's I end up having to watch once a quarter at work, THREE POINTS OF CONTACT at all times is the standard, as well as maybe making use of those dry bags you spend $30 bucks on to protect your Phone, Wallet, MP3 player, and what not....... Not only was I wet and cold and a little bit sore, both physically and emotionally, I ended up losing my Cell Phone to moisture, my wallet had it's contents drying on the table for about an hour, I was only lucky in that my MP3 player came back from the dead and that hitting the water really didn't hurt that bad, and I had a set of dry clothes in my duffel for the ride home. Also maybe think twice before attempting something wrought with danger, when nobody is around to hear you splash in or the profanity that follows, much less a plea for help if things had gone the other way. Just like the guy in the cop television series used to say, "Let's be careful out there!"