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When all else fails, try journalism. Dispatch from Shipwreck Island, AbacosAustralians Again Readying To Refloat Anna Marie, 6-1/2 Years LaterIt’s been over 6-1/2 years since Hurricane Dorian swept through the Abacos with winds of up to 185 mph. That’s a whole 2,403 days ago. The 89-foot motoryacht Anna Marie was dropped 300 feet from the water on a remote, hardscrabble section of Great Abaco. Not long after, her owners began their epic self-salvage effort, which has evolved over time in a process of trial and error. It had been a while since Loose Cannon had heard from the boat’s owners, an Australian couple named Geoff Bradley and Jenny Kelly. Then, last week this note arrived via email. By GEOFF BRADLEYThanks for enquiring if we’ve moved on from our project. We haven’t. We had to take a break and return to Australia, I was given a new hip, thanks to a very good and free medical system. I am now well rested and in good shape. When we returned we had some setbacks that we need to overcome, we left heavy Jack’s, a tool box with jack hammers, circular saws and other tools in a fibreglass box on the swimdeck. Also on the swimdeck was all our parthway lumber that the skates rolled over. Unfortunately when we arrived back they were in the water or had floated away. The engine room had taken in water that our Bahamian mates had pumped out. We knew there was water ingress through the rear thruster but it surprised us how high the water had been in the engine room. Famous last words when leaving for Australia: Don’t worry about the stuff on the swimdeck, Jenny, if the water gets that high. She’s floating. We were only here a short time and another big tide was about to hit, we were hopful of pulling her out but discovered the leak that we’d fixed in the thruster wasn’t the cause, we’re pretty sure that water came in the through holes before it had a chance to float. We calibrated how much water was in the engine room as we pumped it out. 14 ton, 28,000 pounds approximately. Plenty enough to stop a potential float. I don’t think the water got as high as the starter motors, they should be okay. Probably need new fuel transfer pumps and the generator will need to be renewed. Twelve-volt wires that were under water need work as well. The good news from that unfortunate oversight is the stern moved port two feet even with that water coming in. The problem is the boat is now off its skates and the path, therefore lowering her about two feet and embedding the keel into limestone, particularly the keel tip. We have also lost airbag jacks that we used to balance the boat and on top of that there was water so cold that there was a big fish kill so working in the water was not an option until recently. To read any of the prior stories about Geoff and Jenny, enter “Anna Marie” into the search filed at the Loose Cannon website. Jenny is in Australia for another month helping her parents who are in their 90s get organized for the home straight of what has been a fulfilling life. One part of that life had been spending a few months on the Anna Marie traveling from Manhattan and through the Erie canal, finishing in one of our favorite places. Kingston, Ontario in Canada. Therefore they got to see an interesting part of the waterways. My father-in-law, being someone who takes pride in his lawn, couldn’t believe the chess-board lawns some American homes have. He must’ve said quite a few times, “Look at that lawn, unbelievable?” So, what’s the plan from here to refloat? We thought about investing $10,000 to get two salvage bags here that will lift and roll, salvage bags are only $1,000 each, add transport and taxes in two countries and the labour required to get them out to the island and there goes another eight grand, we called a salvage guy who uses these bags and asked his advice, he said at 400 pounds per bag you need heavy equipment, backhoe etc. We can’t get heavy equipment here, the area around us is too shallow. He did have an idea that he’d used previously. He built airtight plywood boxes and suggested we look at that option. We have worked out we can build 4 boxes 2@ 1,700x600mm x1,200mm and 2@2,400×1,200x400mm. Fully submerged this will give us lifting power of 4.5 tons when the boxes are placed under the cockpit/swimdeck and ahead of the rudder prop area. We also have approximately two tons or more of old generators and other stuff and a tender up top. This will reduce weight and add flotation, we’re also talking about pumping 1,000 gallons of the 2,000 gallons of diesel forward to even out the weight. In the last big tide we had water go above the load line for the back half of the boat and the water was a foot or so below the load line at the bow. Fingers crossed with the through hulls blocked, no water ingress, the weight removed and the floatation plywood boxes in place, that we have success. The water was about one foot above the swim deck in the last big tide. If this isn’t successful, it’s going to be hard because most of the working area is underwater, for example where you place jacks. Hope this answers your enquiry. We do run into the odd person who recognizes us after reading your articles. They say they wondered where we’re up to with the refloat. LOOSE CANNON covers hard news, technical issues and nautical history. Every so often he tries to be funny. Subscribe for free to support the work. 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When all else fails, try journalism. This is how the author describes himself: “A sailor, storyteller and cybersecurity tinkerer. He left the corporate grind to circumnavigate the globe by hitchhiking on sailboats—sailing 30,000 miles across oceans without owning a boat from 2016 to 2019.” This is an excerpt from his book on the subject, Global Hitchhiking. He also publishes a Substack newsletter. Why am I, a man, writing about crewing safety considerations for women? Because while I can’t speak from experience as a woman at sea, I’ve met many who have crewed extensively and shared their stories with me. This chapter is in part, a compilation of those stories and ideas. I’ve also seen firsthand how critical it is to pick the right boat, and the right skipper for your passages. If you have any doubts about how dangerous it is for women, crewing on sailboats, just google “sexual assault on a sailboat” and you’ll find plenty of articles on this topic. Of special note is this one:
It’s clear from many firsthand accounts that women face elevated risks of being assaulted, sexually or otherwise, in a crewing situation. This chapter shares tips and insights to help avoid risky crewing situations and sail with confidence and safety. Many of these come from women crewmembers and sailors that I know, personally. If you’re a woman who’s been crewing and have thoughts or additional insights-especially if they contradict what is written-I’d love to hear from you. This is a conversation, not a conclusion. Like Dating, But Not Romantic DatingAs I’ve said in previous chapters, crewing is like online dating: It’s about finding a good match in vibe, skillset and destination. Unfortunately, some male skippers misuse crew listings as a disguised search for romantic companionship. I’ve heard from women who joined a boat believing they were signing on as just crew, only to find out the skipper had different ideas. It’s uncomfortable. It’s inappropriate. And it’s something you need to be prepared to detect and avoid. I once crewed with a man from Tahiti to Tonga whom I didn’t click with at all. By day two, we were clashing. At one point, I suspected he might get violent with me. I had nowhere to go. It took us a week to get to Bora Bora because of some stops we made along the way. When we arrived, I jumped off the boat and snorkeled from boat to boat trying to find another ride. Unfortunately, I couldn’t find one. It was one of the worst stretches of my entire circumnavigation and I say that as someone who usually gets along great with most people. Now imagine as a woman, that tension isn’t just personality conflict but unwanted attention, power dynamics or boundary-crossing behavior. The stakes are higher. The discomfort is more threatening. And the need to be prepared more vital. Respect increases when you can demonstrate sailing knowledge. While it won’t guarantee safety, it can shift the power dynamic. Women with certifications and hands-on experience report being treated with greater respect than those without. Ways to level up:
Safety in NumbersOne of the best ways to reduce risk is simple: Don’t crew alone with a skipper. Having at least one other person onboard creates natural accountability. It diffuses tension and discourages bad behavior. Even one extra person helps break toxic dynamics. Group energy keeps people on better behavior . You’re never fully isolated if something goes wrong Or you can crew on rallies. Rallies are organized sailing events with multiple boats and built-in oversight. A rally can have 20-30 boats, all going together around the world. They’re safer because:
Rally crew/hitchhikers don’t usually pay for rally fees; boat owners do. So, you can get the safety of structure without additional cost. One sailor I know, did most of her circumnavigation with the ARC Rally. She never had a bad crewing experience, thanks in large part to that structure. I’m not naively saying that sexual harassment and assault can’t occur on these types of organized events. There are plenty of opportunities where things like this can happen, just like they happen everywhere else in the world. But you aren’t sitting in the middle of the ocean with one other person, completely isolated from any outside assistance. The risk is more easily mitigated. Crew with Women SkippersWomen skippers offer not only sailing mentorship but a space where you don’t need to second-guess motives. A couple of great examples:
I realize that women on women assault occurs, but statistically it is less likely to happen. If you have other women skippers to recommend, please reach out in the comments section below. Sailing CommunitiesThere are several Facebook groups where women connect, share stories, and find crew or skippers:
Personal Safety DevicesThe challenge with weapons at sea, is every foreign country has different rules regarding them. Most countries will confiscate them upon arrival. Especially guns, mace, tasers, etc. However, here is a list of personal safety devices you can and should consider having with you on a sailboat:
There’s no single way to ensure complete safety at sea -but there are layers of protection you can add. You should consider carrying something to even the odds in your favor. Consider something from the list above. ResearchResearch what is allowed or not allowed at sea or in the countries you will be visiting. You should also learn more about the countries you will be visiting. What are their laws regarding women and assault? Many foreign countries espouse less rights for women than men. Reporting an assault may not be as effective in those countries. Avoid countries like this if there is a concern. Attempt to get references for your skipper, especially references from other women. Consider doing a background check on them, to make sure there is no violence in their past. Once again, this is not a guarantee if it comes back clean, but it is a proactive step you can take for your multi-layered approach to safety. It will be time well spent if it comes back with unexpected information, and you avoid sailing with them. Stand by for a Q&A with Matt Ray about his book. LOOSE CANNON covers hard news, technical issues and nautical history. Every so often he tries to be funny. Subscribe for free to support the work. If you’ve been reading for a while—and you like it—consider upgrading to paid. |
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When all else fails, try journalism. The Most Remarkable and Un-Bahamian of Monuments (Video)Built by ‘Father Jerome,’ Stone by Stone, on the Islands’ Highest PeakCat Island’s greatest attraction is an attitudinal universe away from Nipper’s, Chat ’n’ Chill and all the other party-hearty hot spots throughout the Bahamas. Americans and our Canadian cousins have specific notions about tropical islands, and they usually don’t include religious asceticism. The Hermitage, as it is called, is the crown atop Mount Alvernia at Cat Island, the highest peak in the Bahamas archipelago, though it rises a mere 206 feet above sea level. This one-man monastery was the work of its sole resident, a brilliant and eccentric Roman Catholic clergyman who called himself Father Jerome. Anyone can visit The Hermitage, which is unlocked and unsupervised and may well be one of the greatest picnic spots on earth. And yet it is way less visited than the party places that dot the island nation. Blame this maybe on a coincidence of cruising culture and geography. Beneath Alvernia is a decent beach anchorage, sheltered by the island from prevailing easterly winds, but not the storm winds that blow during winter frontal passages. Yet winter is when foreign cruisers visit Bahamas the most, not because it’s the best time for visiting the Bahamas, but because it happens to be freezing cold around the Chesapeake and all those other northern places where these folks originate. Not Flat, Not ScrubbyThe waters of the Bahamas treat the human eye to swaths of color ranging from the darkest blue to aquamarine, and to something resembling Pinot Grigio near the place where sea gives way to sand. Beneath the water, coral reefs comprise entire lush worlds of stunningly beautiful, brightly colored sea life. For the most part, however, the land is flat, scrubby and unremarkable. One man who brought beauty and proportion to the Bahamian landscape was our aformentioned eccentric priest. Father Jerome, who lived from 1876 to 1956, was a trained architect who designed and built many churches in the Bahamas. Three of them are whitewashed, one of which was designed in a style that could be described as Greco-Celtic with that Moorish influence so often found in old Mediterranean architecture. That one is the twin-steepled church at Clarence Town on Long Island. From any slip at the Flying Fish Marina, you may behold its twin towers: This was the Roman Catholic church of the settlement. It hardly seemed to belong to the land with its ranch houses and metal commercial buildings. It was like a relic left behind by a retreating sea, as if the religion of mythological Atlantis shared the Catholic Jesus. (Long Island, too, is rarely visited compared to the popular Exumas. In fact, George Town is often called “Chicken Harbor” because cruisers, having braved “northers” to get there, have exhausted the ambition needed to keep going. Father Jerome had overseen the construction of another Clarence Town church years before his conversion to Romanism, when he was serving as an Anglican priest. The English brand of Christ worship must have seemed like a weak cup of tea to this deeply spiritual Englishman. Arriving at Cat, cruisers are drawn to spending a long afternoon at the place where Father Jerome had created his personal masterpiece, the Hermitage. He had built himself a retirement home from thousands of stones, a one-man monastery that looks ancient, as if plucked from an Irish landscape. Indeed, the green and hilly landscape of Cat Island, as seen from Mount Alvernia, evokes pictures of Ireland, until the eye wanders far enough westward to take in the blue-green Bahamian shallows. Successfully SerenePast the gate at the foot of the hill, one must climb the same steep, rock-strewn front yard over which Father Jerome had manually hauled the rocks and mortar to the summit. “A proper church is no mere assembly hall, theatre, or auditorium for preaching and community singing, but it is first of all a place of sacrifice,” Monsignor John Cyril Hawes wrote years before assuming the name Father Jerome. “It should breathe forth an atmosphere of prayer of religious awe and supernatural mystery.” Even in the Hermitage’s tiny chapel with its single pew, Father Jerome succeeded in that philosophy. A few yards away, his tiny sleeping quarters features his simple planked bed, no bigger than a ship’s berth. In the stone tower there still hangs a big bell, rusted now and silent. Father Jerome had spent his career doing many things, including building churches and a cathedral in Australia, all of which are now considered national treasures there. His tenure Down Under had been anything but peaceful, however, as he toiled in and out of favor, depending on which bishop held sway. Finally in 1939, he wanted out and badly enough to leave his respected position in Australia. He returned to the Bahamas of his Anglican youth. Father Jerome had been a sailor, and here on Cat he built himself the Hermitage like other men might build a boat, and he anchored his soul to a hill beneath the undiluted stars. Only the anchor dragged. The plan failed.
Until the EndFather Jerome became a celebrity. His skills were in great demand, and so he went back to work building churches, a convent, a monastery, and a boy’s college—all for the Bahamians. Summarizing one biographer: Father Jerome worked himself to death. And he did not die in his monk’s bed but across the water at a Catholic Hospital in Miami. He was buried, as per his request, barefoot and without a coffin in a cave on the hillside just beneath his one-man monastery. The Hermitage is open 24/7. No admission is charged. No one tends the property. Bring your dogs. Bring a picnic. Bring a bottle of wine. For a calm anchorage come in April, May or June. Unless the cruising culture changes, you will likely drink alone atop Alvernia…and in peace. LOOSE CANNON covers hard news, technical issues and nautical history. Every so often he tries to be funny. Subscribe for free to support the work. If you’ve been reading for a while—and you like it—consider upgrading to paid. |
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