The Listing Photo

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Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Hurricane Richard

Sorry for the lenght of time since last posting, but have been very busy, and most of the time, away from Annah Foster. For the first time in almost a year, I have been sleeping on land in a real bed, and getting to take nice long hot showers, having met a friend who lets me sleep there.

Richard came to Roatan, and as he passed over, moved up from Cat 1 to Cat 2, affecting the western part of the island more than over in French Harbor, where Fantasy Island is. She sits in almost the most sheltered spot around Fantasy, and I didn't worry too much through the night. With help from a friend, I took out my main anchor 90 degrees from the bow, and then rigged something of a bridle and ran it to the stern cleat. Before doing that, we ran dock lines to mangroves and trees on shore, so the anchor pulled her out, away from the dock. The present docks are in very bad shape and a major concern is their breaking up and then damaging the boat, as the lumber washes in the waves.

I actually spent the night of the storm with a friend up in the hills above West End, and filmed the storm through a window early - about 6am - from the veranda, as well as snapping some pics on the trip back out to Fantasy the next day. See below. The damage was mostly on the West End of the island although a friend at Fantasy, who's boat is in one of the most vulnerable locations, bumped the dock several times after his fenders blew up onto his deck. He said it was so rough that he couldn't come out into the cockpit, to flip them back over the stern, as he was med-moored (backed up tied to the dock with a bowline out on a mooring ball or anchor line.).





The next day, we returned to Fantasy to survey the damages and a couple days later, returned again to retrieve the anchor and re-tie the boat to the dock. Is so much easier to do things with a helper along, and I am not sure I could have hauled in the anchor by myself. Sure made it easier.

Most of the damage here was mud slides, fallen trees, and the power was off for a day. We heard metal roofing tearing off a house below in the middle of the night, but they were replacing it the next day, as, surprisingly, the locals were cleaning up the debris and clearing the fallen trees from the roads. It was much to do about nothing, really, but, of course could have been devasting.


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