Thank you to the yachtsman on "O" pontoon in Lymington Yacht Haven

[Angele]

Confessional time

I want to say a big thank you to the man walking along the pontoon on Sunday morning, just as I was leaving the berth, who came to my aid.

I had planned the exit well, knowing that my bow would blow off onto the big mobo next to us. Bow and stern lines were slipped smartly and in unison, and I gave a good burst of astern. It was at that moment that my shorebased saviour observed that I had forgotten to remove my spring and he came rushing to my aid and removed the loop of the bowline from the cleat in the nick of time.

A few seconds later and I could have been looking at a couple of repair bills (one for me and one for mobo) but, thanks to my fairy godfather (hope he doesn't mind me calling him that) no damage done ..... except to my pride.

Most stupid thing I have done in nearly 10 years of boat ownership. Taught me a lesson not to get complacent.

I didn't say a big enough thank you at the time. In fact, because so many things were rushing through my mind, can't even remember if I said thank you at all. So, if you are that man, have a virtual pint on me.

 

[jerrytug]

Perhaps he was the owner of the "big mobo"

 

[marklucas]

I still remember a friend chartered a yacht and as we prepared to set off we were given a detailed briefing.

It was only when a fairly large burst of forward thrust was cancelled that we heard the voice from behind us - we'd missed a stern line on non-pontoon side. If we had tried any harder we would have taken the pontoon with us!

Happy to report that the rest of the voyage went well

 

[Way]

Perhaps he was the owner of the "big mobo"

Superb!

We all have those people around at some time. Ive been it to others and im sure you have too angele

 

[Ripster]

We have all been there. That final line has been forgotten amidst the concentration of the upcoming departure. In my case it was the shorepower lead, which like you, a helpful neighbour spotted and came rushing out to unplug and throw aboard in the nick of time. Otherwise at my rate of departure on that occasion, I'd have ripped something apart.