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SPARRING WITH MOTHER NATURE brings you aboard as we joust our way back onto the water. We’ve come a long way with a ways to go… Your support is essential. Thank you. J
If you’ve just joined our engaging little community, please read SPARS & SPARRING, my introductory piece.…. ~J
Please find this interconnectedness story a pleasant diversion from boatwork. For all of us.
I recounted this story at a friend’s dinner party and we could not stop raising our eyebrows. I’m not a big believer in coincidence; there are higher powers at work. This tale is not fiction. Let’s consider it the power of the universe, if you believe in such things. Or even if you don’t.
A handful of years ago, I booked a window ticket on one of those bulky, world-covering Boeings from Washington, DC southeast across a large portion of the planet; a trip through both time and space to Johannesburg, South Africa. My receipt indicated no stops, seventeen hours in the air. I settled in, gazing out and about. I can never stop myself from wondering how so many people can be going to the same place from the same place at the very same time as I am.
The passenger assigned next to me arrived as late as possible with an eclectic assortment of carry-ons. She settled in as well, clearly a seasoned traveler in colorful garb that emphasized her shiny, exotic, elephant-wrinkled ebony skin and regal air. A brilliantly aged African character in a tall head wrap straight out of National Geographic Magazine was sitting in 29B.
I was awed, and, for once, quietly considered protocol. She leaned her cane between us, greeting me politely but not openly, socks pulled high. The standard take-off rigamarole ensued with the pilot announcing that our arrival in Ghana was estimated to be slightly ahead of schedule. Ghana? Seriously? I scanned the cabin. “You are leaving me there,” she told me in a stunning mix of accents, and then, a completely different topic, “Where’s your husband?” she asked gently while somehow also eyeing me suspiciously. I explained my rendezvous plan to no avail or approval and we settled in, she watching a movie and me reading, dozing, gazing. With barely a glance in my direction, as sunrise arrived with croissants and tea, she began to speak, the same low, lyrical tone and clear command of English I had been treated to the evening prior.
Borrowed from SAA, couldn’t locate mine… “In my country you pick your husband by his foofoo soup,” was her opening line. I raised my eyebrows, universal for that was unexpected….among other things…she continued, unphased. “Now, you remember dis,” it was a softly commanded request that I pay attention to her story, and her culture, and the importance of both.” In order to be a good husband you have to make foofoo soup. And just right. If he can’t make foofoo soup, he’s no good.” She nodded her elegant, wisened visage seriously, “I taught my son, and he married happy. I just saw him, two months, with a grandbebe.,” She went through the recipe and that, I admittedly, have lost to time, but I recall Cassava, which even as a Caterer I didn’t utilize on my traditional American menu.
As she spoke the animation grew; she told of a boy who failed the test and was heartbroken, and one who excelled and was chosen, assumably to live happily ever after. I was enthralled far more by the telling, even, than by the tale.
As the day brightened we landed on the beach-outlined coastline of Ghana, West Africa, a place I had never expected to be. I stood and she solemnly shook my hand upon departure; ensuring with a single finger in front of my nose that I would always remember what she had shared. Her straight, retreating back is the last thing I recall of her, shrugging off all offers of assistance.
I settled back into 29A and allowed my phone to find a cell tower, regardless of the fees. Those of us continuing on were not allowed to touch the ground here, and we had a tropical two-hour wait. I went through my peeps, especially those I had lost track of and sent them a text that simply said, “The only text message you will ever receive from Ghana.” Those random messages, my favorite kind, elicited interesting responses, amusing me for days. One was something about being shanghaied on a pirate ship; and now I wonder, how’s that for foreshadowing?
Upon my return to DC two weeks later I requested a long UBER ride and found myself behind the driver of a spotlessly clean older model Mercedes, remarkably reminiscent of Thailand and the gentleman I had hired there for pennies on the dollar. He peered at me in his rear-view mirror with a beautiful smile that split his strong coffee-colored face, and was careful to annunciate his words as he read the address of our destination. “Yes, thank you,” I told him, as he focused on his (I assume) lonely customer service job, the one where people aren’t interested, don’t inquire, don’t converse, preferring the comfort zone of their phone. My eyes were tired, my phone tucked away.
I let him navigate Dulles International Airport traffic and hesitated for a moment or two, wondering selfishly if a conversation would be complicated as he was clearly from far elsewhere, and a bit uncomfortable, perhaps, trying to make a living in a foreign land. I had a feeling, call it intuition, six sense, whatever, that I should delve in. “Where are you from?” I inquired, an ordinary go-to, given the circumstances. “Ah. West Africa, Miss. I am from Ghana,” he glanced again in the small rear-view, to gauge my reaction, my knowledge of geography, my inclusion, my acceptance.
“Ah,” I said in return. “You make good fufu soup?” The dark eyes widened. “You know fufu soup?” he was comically incredulous and expressive to hear of something from his homeland, I’m sure of it. I’m no hero, and not trying to be, but let me tell you that the connection I made with that man in that car will never be forgotten. I told him that I had just been there, and it was beautiful, and about the seemingly powerful, impressive woman on the plane. “When did you fly?” he asked, and I considered, finally producing the date. “That is my mother,” he told me, his voice mimicking hers now, “I miss her very much.”
I have never forgotten. ~J
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This tremendous Bull desperately wanted to SPAR with our car. Tad blurry due to windscreen., apologies….oh, and my hands were shaking, too…. 
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What’s Happening in Your Parks – Charleston County Parks
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Elizabeth City: Your Autumn Escape Awaits
Elizabeth City sits at the southern terminus of the Dismal Swamp Canal and has the well-earned reputation of being a transient friendly town with free dockage for 72 hours.
DOWNTOWN FEATURED EVENTS PLACES TO STAY Autumn unwinds in Elizabeth City and you should too!
Our new self-service kayak kiosk at College Park (600 Southern Avenue) allows users to quickly grab a kayak by downloading the Rent.Fun app and scanning the QR code on the kiosk. The launch brings a splash of adventure right to our community’s doorstep! Read more here.
On Friday September 4 at 4 pm, Elizabeth City Downtown Inc. is hosting the First Friday ArtWalk where downtown art studios and businesses host guest artists and musicians.
Tuesday’s in September through September 23rd enjoy free live music at Music on the Green, held at Mariners’ Wharf on our beautiful downtown waterfront at 6 pm. This event is hosted by Elizabeth City Downtown Inc. and free to attend.
On Thursday September 11th at 8 pm, ECSU Community Connections presents, Step Afrika! which blends stepping, live drumming and storytelling into an electrifying performance. This event is free to attend but registration is required.
September 13th at 7 pm, College of the Albemarle Performing arts center presents, The “Original” Moonlighters- One of the country’s premier Motown and variety cover bands. Tickets can be purchased here.
September 29th through October 3rd 9 am – 4 pm, Arts of the Albemarle presents, SPLASH Week, a week long artist retreat for artists of all levels and disciplines to create in a communal studio.
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Cruisers’ Net Weekly Newsletter – August 22, 2025
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Jetski/Pontoon Maker Appears To Have Settled in Virginia Death – Loose Cannon
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Jetski/Pontoon Maker Appears To Have Settled in Virginia Death
Florida Case Continues, as Facebook Scrubbed of Other Sea-Doo Stories
POLICE REPORT: The victim’s father, who was operating the vessel, proved his sobriety with a breath test at the scene. The redaction of this report was atrocious, accidentally leaving the name of the witness, Shwarting, for all to see, as well as that of another passenger and the father himself. Neeya Hussain, 9, died in the accident. Her family posted that photo of Neeya on Facebook just after her death. At one point, the death of Neeya Hussain was going to become a nationwide “class-action lawsuit,” according to the family’s lawyer, Emily Mapp Brannon. That was in October 2024, a few months after the nine-year-old was killed when the Hussain’s Sea-Doo Switch flipped over on a Virginia Lake on the Fourth of July.
Now, Brannon isn’t talking, except to say: “You are not permitted to call my client. We are also not permitted to discuss this matter. There is no comment.” Client Nadim Hussain, who is 40, did not respond to a text.
“This is confidential information and we are not commenting on such topics publicly,” said Emilie Proulx, spokesperson for BRP, the Canadian manufacturer of the Switch, the hybrid jetski-pontoon boat in question.
Sounds like things people say when they’ve reached an out-of-court cash settlement, no?
When Loose Cannon first published stories about Neeya’s death on Lake Anna and a similar accident that has incapacitated a Florida toddler for life, Switch owners on Facebook reacted by sharing their stories of having flipped or almost flipping when they too had suddently decelerated.
Those Facebook threads are gone, having apparently been scrubbed.
(Pro tip: Don’t assume “saving” a Facebook post is permanent. For a permanent record, take screenshots of the commentary or convert it to PDF format instead. Ask me how I know. Those “saved threads” have all been replaced by markers labeled “content not available.”)
Luigi Bazzani is an investigator working for the Miami law firm Goldberg and Rosen, which represents the family of 28-month-old Vianca Grullon in a $30 million lawsuit against BRP. She nearly died when her family’s Switch flipped over forward on the St. Johns River in Florida over Labor Day Weekend a year ago.
Bazzani is trying to find owners such as those who told their (now disappeared) Switch stories on Facebook or anyone else who recalls flipping or almost flipping the same model of jet-powered Sea-Doo watercraft. (Bazzani can be reached at 305-219-8840. His email is bazzani@me.com)
SOME EARLIER STORIES
Flipping a Switch: A ‘Quirky’ Boat and the Accident That Nearly Killed a Little Girl
·September 22, 2024Read full story 
Child Dies After Sea-Doo Switch Flips in Virginia
October 26, 2024Read full story 
Safety Recall for Sea-Doo Switch Cites Handling Issues
·Feb 27Read full story 
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Cast Off Fishing Continues! – Charleston County Parks
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Cast Off Fishing Tournaments Mark your calendar, organize your tackle box, and prepare to cast those lines. The 2025 Cast Off Fishing Tournament season continues on September 13 at the Mount Pleasant Pier!
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Politician Says This Species Is Getting Too Greedy – Loose Cannon
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Politician Says This Species Is Getting Too Greedy
Bill To Address Sharks Bitting off Hunks of Fish We’ve Caught
Sharks bitting off hunks of fish being reeled in by sportsfishermen is apparently a problem worthy of federal attention, according to Florida Senator Rick Scott. The author is an 8th-generation Floridian, born and bred in Tallahassee, which probably explains her unhealthy fascination with Florida politics. Educated at Florida State University and Oxford University in England, she has been writing for newspapers since 1983. Her work has appeared in the New York Times, the Times of London, the Guardian, the Washington Post, the Oxford American, and Flamingo. This opinion piece was published on August 11, 2025 in the Florida Phoenix and is reprinted here with permission.
By DIANE ROBERTS
The sharks are eating the fish.
Too many fish.
Our damn fish.
For 450 million years, the sharks have had everything their way, swimming around the ocean like they own the place, chowing down on that endless seafood buffet.
Who do those sharks think they are? Other than, like, sharks.
We celebrate George Washington and Abraham Lincoln one lousy day a year.
Sharks get a whole week.
No más. Florida Republican U.S. Sen. Rick Scott means to show these arrogant top predators he means business.
Sen. Scott’s elegantly named and creatively capitalized “Supporting the Health of Aquatic systems through Research, Knowledge, and Enhanced Dialogue (or SHARKED) Act will address bad behavior in the shark community.¹
No longer will the sharks be allowed to appropriate fish for their own selfish nutritional ends.
It’s a bipartisan effort: Sen. Brian Schatz, a Democrat, is Scott’s SHARKED co-sponsor, although he’s being cautious about what he says.
Schatz is from Hawaii, where certain sharks are considered sacred, what with them being people’s reincarnated ancestors.
Funnily enough, Schatz was once part of the shark-coddling caucus, all-in on legislation to protect those deep sea devils.
But he’s clearly seen the light, read the room, and smelled the Trumpy zeitgeist: It’s all about the money.
Sport fishing in Hawaii is worth hundreds of millions.
Scott also once expressed a bit of sympathy for sharks.
When he saw images of boaters “abusing a young tiger shark in Citrus County,” he wrote a tough letter to the head of NOAA demanding somebody do something.
The senator still wants somebody to do something, and, by God, the Scott-Schatz bill is going to do it.
More or less.
‘Unnatural Food Source’
It directs the secretary of commerce to put together a task force to figure out why elasmobranch cartilaginous fishes (as ichthyology nerds call them) gobble up the very fish sportsmen and women spend so much cash to catch.
You drop big money on a three-day charter out of Destin, spend another grand on your Yeti cooler, your Bora Bora hat, your Columbia convertible pants, your Coors, your Jack, your Pringles, your Publix subs, your peanut M&Ms, you finally get something on the line, but next thing you know, Mister Jerk Shark smells the blood in the water, swims up, and takes a big old bite of your 400 lb. blue marlin.
OK, maybe the shark was hungry, but that’s no excuse.
The American Sportfishing Association, the American Fisheries Society, and others rightly upset about sharks’ indefensible habit of consuming their usual source of protein, complain “shark depredation is clearly detrimental to anglers and predated fish that would otherwise be released.”
They point out all that illicit predation “creates an unnatural food source for sharks.”
The sharks would argue fish are, in fact, their entirely natural food source, but if it comes to a choice between those toothy behemoths and a $230 billion industry, the sharks lose.
Bottom line: Sharks are hurting the economy.
This is a condensed version of Diane Robert’s full essay “Pitted against capitalism, poor sharks don’t stand a chance,” linked here.
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Yes, humor aside, this is an actual bill. It’s goal is to “address shark depredation” and develop “techniques and strategies to reduce harmful interactions between sharks and humans, including the development and use of non-lethal deterrents.” National Marine Fisheries must report back to congress on this topic in two years.
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Here’s What’s Coming Up This Winter in Marsh Harbour with RMHYC!
Royal Marsh Harbour Yacht Club is a premier yacht club in the Abacos and A CRUISERS NET SPONSOR! If you cruise to the Abacos and the Marsh Harbour area, you should consider joining this great group of like-minded cruisers.
Here’s What’s Coming Up This Winter in Marsh Harbour with RMHYC! It’s never too early to start planning, and your Social Chairs, Beth Pohle and Michele Rubeor, have been busy putting together an exciting calendar of fun for the upcoming season! This is a tentative calendar, and events may change based on weather, or if we’re out cruising,—so stay flexible. Beth and Michele would love your help in making this a fantastic season. Get involved! Volunteer to lead an activity—it’s easy, and they’ll be around to assist as needed. Send an email to activities@rmhyc.com to let them know you want to help!You can find the most current information on the RMHYC website home page under ‘Upcoming Events’, or check out the Monthly Calendar page.Planned seminars and activity sessions this year include:- Medical & Health
- Fishing
- Creative Workshops
- And more!
And don’t forget about the ongoing daily or weekly activities, including:- Water Aerobics
- Pickleball
- Yoga
- Bocce
- Movie Nights
- Happy Hours
December 13
Christmas White Elephant – bring a boat related item no greater than $20 16
Activity to be announced 18
Birthday Night Vibes with Appetizers 24
Christmas Eve Potluck 31
New Year’s Eve Celebration January
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Activity to be announced 9
Activity to be announced 12
Birthday Night Vibes with Appetizers 15
Activity to be announced 15-21
Korn Ferry Tour (The Abaco Club at Winding Bay) 19
College Football Championship 20
Activity to be announced 22
RMHYC Annual Cook-off – Bring your favorite family casserole recipe 27
Annual General Meeting (AGM) 31
2nd Annual RMHYC Open (Bucket Golf) February2
Birthday Night Vibes with Appetizers 4
Bonfire on the Beach – Gilligan Island Style (come as your favorite character) 7
2nd Annual Pickleball Tournament 8
Superbowl Sunday 17
B I N G O Night 19
Commodore’s Ball – Under the Sea 21
Bocce Ball Tournament 24
Activity to be announced March
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Birthday Night Vibes with Appetizers 5
Cinco de Marcho Bonfire 11
Activity – Let’s talk about going south Don’t forget about these great events in Hope Town!- Box Cart Race at The Big Hill – Saturday, November 29, 2025
- Combustion Music – December 5 thru December 7, 2025 – for more details go to Combustion Music
- HT Songwriters Festival – February 11 thru February 15, 2026
We’re looking forward to a fun-filled season—see you there! MaryMary ColesRC Communications
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Pursued Oh-So-Slowly, Heroic Ship Kedges Her Getaway, Loose Cannon
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Pursued Oh-So-Slowly, Heroic Ship Kedges Her Getaway
‘Rope’ Excerpt: How ‘Old Ironsides’ Used an Anchor and a MILE of Line
This English painting by Anton Otto Fischer (1882-1962) depicts the boats of USS Constitution towing her in a calm, while she was being pursued by a squadron of British warships on July 18, 1812. From ‘“ROPE: How a Bundle of Twisted Fibers Became the Backbone of Civilization” by Tim Queeney. Copyright ©2025 by the author and reprinted by permission of St. Martin’s Publishing Group.
By TIM QUEENEY
THE JULY MORNING IN 1812 was sublime, with fair-weather clouds puffed across the sky and a light breeze rippling the Atlantic off the New Jersey coast. While conditions were balmy that day, the sailors of the powerful U.S. Navy frigate USS Constitution were too busy to notice. They were aloft in the rigging of the three-masted ship working the ropes—untying reefing nettles, loosing buntlines and clewlines, and shaking out the canvas of the man-of-war’s sails. Their instructions were to set every piece of canvas. The sailors used the ship’s ropes to set the sails to get as much speed as could be wrung from the weak wind. The events of the next few days would prove the vital importance of rope in the period between the 1450s and 1880s, called the Age of Sail, when wind-driven ships ruled the seas.
That July the conflict between Britain and the United States, the War of 1812, was only a month old. USS Constitution had been ordered from Annapolis, Maryland, to New York City, where Commodore John Rodgers was forming a squadron of American warships. The Constitution needed to get to New York as fast as possible, before the Royal Navy succeeded in establishing a blockade and bottling up the American ships.
The captain of the Constitution was Isaac Hull, an experienced commander and ship handler. He was so determined to join up with Rodgers that when a masthead lookout sighted the masts and sails of five ships on the horizon off Egg Harbor, New Jersey, Hull assumed that Rodgers had departed New York with his squadron and was sailing south to meet Hull and the Constitution. Even with all sails set, the wind was light, and the Constitution made slow progress through the day. But there was reason for good cheer aboard the frigate: soon the Constitution would add its firepower to Rodgers’s squadron.
As the five ships grew near, however, Hull had growing doubt about their status. As night fell, Hull ordered the U.S. Navy to light signal lamps to the nearest ship, off to the northeast. The ship did not respond with the counter signal, further raising Hull’s suspicions. When morning came, Hull saw that the five ships had spread on all sail and were headed toward the Constitution. And each flew the ensign of the British Royal Navy. The five ships bearing down on the Constitution were not Rodgers’s American squadron, but the British warships HMS Africa (64 guns), HMS Guerriere (38 guns), HMS Belvidera (36 guns), HMS Aeolus (32 guns), and HMS Shannon (38 guns). Even though the Constitution was a heavy frigate of 44 guns, Hull couldn’t hope to fight five opponents mounting a combined 208 guns. And for Hull to lose the Constitution would be a terrible blow to the small American navy of only eighteen ships. Hull had no choice but to turn and run from his pursuers.
Sailors scrambled across the deck and into the rigging. They handled the myriad ropes that controlled the sails as the ship made a painfully slow turn in the light wind. As the Constitution gybed before the wind, the enemy continued to close. Hull had his crew put on all sail, including the studding sails, which sit outboard of the main sails on either side and give the ship the look of sporting white wings.
The wind dropped to nothing for the Constitution, while the British ships still had a light breeze. Hull had to keep his ship moving, but the wind had betrayed the Americans. So he ordered the ship’s eight small boats launched. Rope would play another important role: as towing lines from the small boats to the Constitution. These boats were all equipped with oars, and the sailors who manned them could row and pull the ship along behind them. The sailors now worked the oars for all they were worth, slowly towing the ship forward. Soon the British lost the wind as well and the American sailors’ exertions kept the U.S. frigate just out of reach.
The Constitution was losing the race, however. The British had cleverly sent the small boats of all the ships in the squadron to tow the Shannon, the closest frigate to the Constitution.
And with roughly thirty boats pulling the Shannon forward with rope-tow lines, the British frigate was gaining on the Americans. Something else was needed, or the Constitution would have to fight, allowing the other British ships to catch up and combine their cannons against the Constitution.
Hull had his men wet the sails with seawater so the canvas could catch every bit of the weak, fitful wind. He also ordered the crew to pump more than 2,000 gallons of water overboard to lighten the ship. The Constitution’s first lieutenant, Charles Morris, then hit upon an idea. He instructed the leadsman to throw his lead line (a rope attached to a lead weight that sank to the bottom for measuring water depth). The Constitution was in a depth of 26 fathoms (156 feet). Morris suggested to Hull that this depth allowed them to use a technique called “warping,” a method of moving the ship forward with the use of a special anchor called a kedge. This was a smaller anchor than the ship’s main anchors and could be carried forward in one of the ship’s boats and dropped over the side. The anchor would fall to the bottom, and then sailors on board the ship could turn the large, manually driven anchor winch to reel in the anchor line and pull the ship forward toward the kedge anchor. Morris had been aboard the U.S. Navy frigate President
when the technique was used, and it had attained a speed of up to 3 miles per hour—slow indeed, but perhaps it would be enough to keep the British hounds at bay.
The biggest question was: Given the water depth, did the Constitution have enough heavy rope on board to make the technique work? They needed to take the kedge anchor far out ahead of the vessel so the down angle of the anchor rope would be a narrow one. An anchor rope too short meant the angle would be too steep and the anchor would not grab the sea bottom; it would pull up as soon as the rope was tensioned. Morris quickly made an inventory of heavy
rope aboard the Constitution. He wrote this in his account of the chase: “We had been on soundings the day before, and on trying we now found [the depth to be] twenty-six fathoms. . . . It gave me confidence to suggest to Captain Hull the expediency of attempting to warp the ship ahead. He acceded at once; and in a short time, the launch and first cutter were sent ahead with a kedge [anchor], and with all the hawsers and rigging, from 5 inches and upward, that could be found, making nearly a mile of length.”
With this nearly 6,000 feet (a nautical mile) of rope attached between the kedge anchor and the ship, the crew commenced warping the ship forward. Now, in addition to the sailors rowing the ship’s boats, sailors on the deck of the Constitution put their backs into the task of escape. When the ship had been brought close to the anchor, the kedge was raised, brought forward again, dropped, and the process repeated. The 420 men of the Constitution kept up this exhausting routine all day and through the night.
Though the British frigate Shannon was able to draw even with the Constitution and managed to fire a few cannons at the American frigate, the British cannonballs did no damage. Finally, after fifty-seven hours of pursuit, Hull kept his ship just far enough away from the British that when a wind sprang up, the Constitution slowly pulled away from her pursuers. By the morning of the third day, the British ships, now having fallen several miles behind, gave up the chase. Without the lengthy ropes Morris found on board and tied together to make up that nearly mile-long anchor line, the Constitution would have been captured. The ship would very likely not grace the Boston Navy Yard as she does today, still a commissioned ship in the U.S. Navy.
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Without Wind, Kids Couldn’t Escape Fatal Barge Hit – Loose Cannon
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Without Wind, Kids Couldn’t Escape Fatal Barge Hit, Lawyer Says
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The top shot shows the moment just before the barge hits the sailboat. At bottom is a law firm’s illustration showing how the tug captain was effectively blinded by the gear in front of him. The Hobie catamaran run down by a barge late last month was effectively adrift and unable to get out of the way, even though her skipper could see the 200-ton commercial combo coming at them, according to the lawyer suing on behalf of one of the victims.
The barge ran over the 17-foot Hobie, capsizing it and resulting in the deaths of three girls, ages 7, 10 and 13, who had been learning how to sail. They were participants in a sailing program sponsored by the Miami Yacht Club and under the tutelage of a 19-year-old camp counselor.
Attorney Judd Rosen of Miami represents one of the survivors, a nine-year-old. (Six were on board. The counselor and a fifth girl also survived.)
Rosen said the engineless Hobie was unable to maneuver to avoid the barge because of light air. “They could see the barge. They just couldn’t move the boat to get out of the way,” he said.
This screenshot doesn’t show the Hobie Cat in question very well in its position in front of the oncoming tug and barge, but the sailboats in the foreground appear becalmed, with the one at lower right apparently under tow. 
This publicity shot from Hobie shows what a fully loaded Hobie Getaway 17 looks like under sail. Forecasts for that day—July 28—called for winds of less than 10 knots. A screenshot from a video in the moments before the barge impact shows nearby sailboats with drooping sails. A video of the Hobie shows a close-hauled sail on mast standing straight up right up until the collision.
Sailors on Facebook, ignorant of any weather factors and eager to debate rules of the road, were split between blaming the barge skipper and blaming the Hobie skipper. The parents’ lawsuit finds fault with both by naming the barge owner and the yacht club (and its sailing camp) as defendants.
The lawsuit was filed last week in Miami Circuit Court. It asks for damages as determined by a jury trial.
According to the lawsuit, the counselor in charge of the boat was “careless, reckless and negligent” for her failure to avoid collision. Rosen said she had a handheld VHF, which she was using to communicate with the yacht club but did not use to warn the tug captain. The yacht club was to blame for its “unqualified and improperly trained counselors.”
In an interview with Loose Cannon, however, Rosen seemed to reserve his harshest criticism for the crew of the barge. Rosen said there was apparently no observer at the front of the barge at the critical moment, even though the tug’s captain was blocked by a crane and construction material from seeing what was in front of him.
According to Rosen, the barge was traveling 3.5 knots, not fast, but with 200 tons of mass, not easily stopped either. “If they had a proper lookout, they could have dropped the spuds and stopped the barge within 10 to 20 feet,” he said.
Illustrations From Goldberg & Rosen
The fact that the barge captain failed to blow five blasts on the horn as a warning to the Hobie was indicative that no-one saw it coming, Rosen said. According to the lawsuit, defendant Waterfront Construction, owner of the barge, failed to hire adequately trained employees and did not have “a sufficient number of employees present on the subject barge…to keep an adequately lookout for other vessels.”
(One of the news stories reported that the crew consisted of a captain and one other man.)
Attorney Lorenzo Palomares, representing Waterfront Construction, told CBS News that the crew “absolutely tried to avoid hitting the sailboat.” An “experienced lookout” saw the sailboat before the crash, and the tug-and-barge crew “acted reasonably,” Palomares said.
Speaking to Loose Cannon, Rosen did something a little unusual and walked back a key assertion in the parents’ lawsuit. He contradicted language in the suit that said the daughter had suffered “permanent injuries as a result of the incident.”
The parents now say she was recovering from minor injuries. The Miami Herald quoted the girl’s dad:
Thank God, physically, she’s doing well, Emotionally, we’re still trying to understand how she is doing. Our family is so thankful she is alive, but we’re hurtful for the other parents.
According to Rosen, the Coast Guard was not undertaking a criminal investigation and had assigned the probe to the branch’s civil fact-finding team. Seeing that as a failure, the parents were motivated to go to court, not only to represent their own family interests but on behalf of the girls that died, other sailing program participants and the community at large.
When the Coast Guard refused to divulge the name of the tug captain, they decided to file suit at once, only 11 days since the accicent. “I wasn’t going to wait around for them to release information,” Rosen said.
The language of the lawsuit appeared to suggest that it was a bad idea to train children to sail on busy Biscayne Bay at all. Not quite, Rosen said, but if you are going to teach kids in a busy port like that, there need to be more safeguards in place, such as multiple chase boats and areas designated as off limits to commercial traffic.
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