The other day we pulled out of Newport under sunny skies, calm seas, and light winds. We threw up the spinnaker (the large colorful sail, used in lighter, downwind conditions) and settled in for a relaxing day on the water. From below deck I heard John quietly cursing. Once I emerged topside I found that we had snagged a crab pot. When you are 15 miles offshore and in several hundred feet of water there seems no need to constantly stare forward. We aren’t driving a car on the highway after all. What could possibly be out there? Crab pots, apparently! We spent the next hour untangling the line from our rudder and were very grateful that we were successful.
Shortly after we hooked a beautiful salmon! It looked like things were turning around for us. John began cleaning and filleting the fish while I went below to prepare for packaging. Suddenly, I felt a shift in the boat’s motion and came up to find that the sail had somehow managed to come loose and was lying in the water, partially under the boat! John was pretty distracted with his catch so I had to say, “umm, John, the sail is in the water.
Another 30 minutes of chaos followed. The salmon was left behind, the sail (sopping wet) was pulled onto the deck, and we worked to come up with a new sail plan. Once we had it all sorted we commenced with cleaning and packaging the salmon. Our new plan was to head towards shore to investigate the situation. Under a beautiful sunset we enjoyed a delicious salmon salad and tied up to the dock in Coos Bay at 1am.