Hurricane

In 1971 we bought a 47 ft houseboat.  We lived in Darien, Connecticut and had it at a marina on the Long Island Sound in a town nearby.  We spent the next few summers out at the far eastern tip of Long Island, in the town of Montauk, New York, at Captain’s Marina.

Floating

In the summer of ’72 Hurricane Agnes bore down on Long Island. It was close to a direct hit as those things go. The tidal storm surge made Montauk Lake rollick violently. Many of the boat owners on the floating docks decided they would ride out the storm in the middle of the lake instead of risking having their boat get out of synch with the dock and smash down on top of it, ruining the hull, propellers, etc. 

Tightening

Our boat was tied up to a rigid dock, not floating with the tide.  At first we thought that meant we would be safe as long as we kept the bumpers between us and the dock. it was unlikely we would go up and down so much as to put the boat in danger.  What we didn’t realize was that once the boat started going up and down, even mildly, the ropes tying us to the dock were getting tighter and tighter around the cleats.  

Untying

As the storm got more violent one of the cleats tore out of the boat. At that point we made the decision that it would be best if we waited it out in the middle of the lake instead of at the marina. We tried to untie the remaining ropes but it was hopeless. They were way too tight, and even if it were still possible to untie the ropes, the violent moving of the boat made it very dangerous for fingers to work with rope that may snap tight at any moment.  Our only choice at that point was to take an ax to the remaining rope and cut ourselves clear.  It was quite a dangerous scene making that happen.  

Cutting

We were able to cut 2 other ropes and had one remaining rope at the bow. But because that was the only remaining rope tethering us to the dock and the wind was blowing us away from the dock we were not in immediate danger of hitting anything. Getting up on the bow in the storm to chop away at the rope was considered too dangerous and we chose to ride it out with that one tether, as long as the wind didn’t start to bring us back to the dock, which it didn’t.

Decisions

After the storm passed we saw almost all the boats that remained at the floating docks had been damaged to some degree.  Those that had gotten free had some seasick captains but were not damaged at the end of it all.  Our boat only suffered the one cleat having been pulled out and some chop marks on the teak walkway.  

We learned an important lesson that day. You can’t wait until the storm is at its worst to make your decision. You need to figure it out in advance, just as in life.

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Drawing and life story by Marty Coleman, who a year later got blown up on that same boat.

Quote by Joseph Joubert,  1754-1824, French moralist and essayist

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