Back in the early ’80s, chartering was, in many respects, far different than it is today. There were few if any moorings around and neither MoorSecure nor Boaty Ball existed – not to mention GPS was only available to the military. Anegada was off-limits to all but a few of us and even then permission was only granted with a wink and the promise of no insurance or rescue calls should anything go wrong. Fortunately for us, they never did. Most beach bars were honor bars and Foxy and Bert Kilbride were in their prime (as was I). During any given week there were maybe 100 boats making the rounds.
We just returned home right before Thanksgiving after a wonderful and mostly uneventful 11-day sail around the BVI. The weather was perfect with lots of sun and 18k of TWS. Not overly crowded either. Lots of moorings were available everywhere we went. Most restaurants were open and while very expensive, the food and service were, for the most part, outstanding. I suspect the upcoming season will be very busy. We heard the Moorings alone was putting out 600 boats starting around Thanksgiving!!
So the reason I am putting this on TTOL is to remind everyone to watch for fish/lobster traps. For years I have watched for and missed snagging one until this year. We were on a broad reach under full sail coming from Anegada to JVD when all of a sudden the boat yawed to port for no apparent reason. I disengaged the A/P and tried to hand steer back to starboard when I realized I was dragging fishing gear behind the starboard pontoon. Not wanting to make a complete 180 into the wind and possibly foul the port running gear, I started the port engine and got back on course. By then I had alerted the crew and we attempted to snag the trap line with a boat hook in hopes of cutting or unsnagging it. No dice – too much drag.
With Sandy Cay only a few miles ahead, I decided to maintain my course and pull up in the lee of the cay, douse the sails, drop the hook and go over the side. Luckily it wasn’t long before the float which held the pendant for the trap broke free and allowed the snagged line to slip away and free us.
Once we moored at Diamond Cay I was able to go under the boat and determine most importantly there was no damage. I realized in retrospect that the small white float I over ran had been blocked by the white caps and my jib. I must have sailed directly over it and as it slide under the keel, got lodged between the keel and the rudder post forcing the rudder to one side and preventing me from being able to steer. Once the float broke off the end of the line, the line slipped through and we were good to go.
As much as things have changed in the BVI over the years, some things stay the same. There is no replacement for a vigilant eye. I should have seen the hazard despite never expecting it to be out so far in the camouflage of braking waves. In the end, I got lucky and I am grateful no damage was done. The trap was moved a few hundred yards but still had its pendant with 2 balls on it so the fisherman to whom it belongs will be able to recover it.
Stay safe my fellow sailors.