Bang. I mean big bang. I’m driving on deck; Richard is sleeping down bellow. The tip of the boom comes up violently. The vang pad-eye just exploded. I engage the pilot while watching carefully, trim in the main sheet and start looking for attachment points. Once I’m ready, I wake up Richard to see if he agrees with my new rig.
We lost two knots of boat-speed. That’s the challenge with being double handed – now we’ve got to do some boat building and can’t push the boat as fast. We’ll find a way.