s/v Ellipsis
--A short fictional story written by Bob
This is a fictional story about a sailboat that recently washed up on the beach in Hope Town on Elbow Cay. Much of this account is true and accurate. However, all names have been changed and the story has been embellished to add interest. I like to call such stories “hysterical” fiction (a kind of play on the words "historical fiction"). I hope you enjoy it.
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Joe McCabe lives in St. Augustine. Having grown up in New England, he spent most of his life around sailboats. His lifelong dream was to cruise the Caribbean islands. He owned a Westsail 32, named Ellipsis. What it lacked in sailing speed (these boats are sometimes referred to as "wet snails") was more than made up for in ruggedness. It has been said that “few boats have inspired as many dreams of sailing to far away exotic places than the Westsail 32.” During the fall and winter 2017, he sailed it through the Bahamas, the Turks and Caicos, and down the “thorny path” to Puerto Rico with his two miniature schnauzers, Karl and Gretchen, on board. As spring turned to summer, he decided to fly home with his dogs, leaving his boat in a marina in Culebra, a small island just east of the main island of Puerto Rico.
It was a long time since a hurricane had hit Puerto Rico and lots of sailing blogs by young and relatively inexperienced couples threw caution to the wind and left their boats in Puerto Rico during hurricane season.
Then on September 16, 2017, a tropical storm named Maria had formed east of the Lesser Antilles. Environmental conditions that were highly favorable for intensification, increased Maria’s strength to a Category 5 hurricane as it approached Dominica and Puerto Rico. With a pressure of 908 mbar, it became the tenth-most intense Atlantic hurricane on record.
The 175 mph maximum sustained winds blasted Puerto Rico killing more than 500 people. The evening news in the U.S. was filled with pictures of the island’s devastation, including dramatic shots of houses without roofs and boats washed up three high on the deck of a waterfront cafe in San Juan. Thousands of boats were totaled in the worst natural disaster to ever hit the island of Puerto Rico.
“Puerto Rico suffered catastrophic damage, including destruction of its previously damaged electrical grid. For weeks in Maria's wake, most of the island's population suffered from flooding and lack of resources, compounded by the slow relief process.”
Joe was worried that his 1975 Westsail with its newly fitted tanbark sails would be lost to the hurricane. There was no communication with the island for over a month. When he finally reached the marina, he learned that his boat suffered only minor damage to its rigging. It took months for flights to San Juan to resume.
Joe flew to San Juan, took a bus to Fajardo on the east end of the main island, and then a ferry to Culebra. He and his two lively schnauzers departed the crowded ferry on Culebra. When he arrived at his boat in the marina he was devastated to see the standing rigging wrapped around the mast and looped over the spreader on the port side. He knew that the standing rigging would have to be replaced. Within his first week back, he made arrangements with a boatyard in Fajardo to replace his standing rigging but the work couldn’t be started for a month or more. Once it was replaced, he planned to hire crew from St. Augustine to help him sail his boat back home.
Brent Johnson was hired as crew to help Joe bring his boat home to St. Augustine. Brent had been a racer and well versed on the ins and outs of sailboats by the young age of 30. He arrived in Fajardo a couple days before their scheduled departure on the day after Christmas.
The day before departure they realized that their VHF radio wasn’t working. Their chart plotter/GPS was out too. They concluded that it was due to a lightning strike during the hurricane. However, there was no time left to replace the failed equipment.
Brent had to be back in St. Augustine within two weeks. Even though sailors know too well that “sailing” and “schedule” are two words that should never be used together, they were feeling the pressure to get home. The two seasoned sailors along with Joe’s two small dogs left Fajardo, Puerto Rico at 7 AM on December 26, 2017.
Sailing long distances offshore with only two people is an exhausting exercise under normal conditions. They had a schedule of 3 hours on watch and 3 hours off watch--this meant at the helm steering, not just “on watch.” With the proper electronics, like an autopilot, this would be doable but with the successive cold fronts, 20 to 30-knot headwinds, and the fact that they had to hand steer, they quickly became exhausted. Exhaustion led to errors and poor decisions. On their eighteenth day at sea, Brent accidentally let go of the jib sheet while they were motor sailing and it wrapped around their propeller. The engine stalled immediately and the jib was flogging in the near gale force wind conditions. It was blowing them sideways. All they could do was to release the jib halyard and lower the flogging sail. It was dark and they had no idea where they were, as they labored to get the boat under control.
The north winds blew them directly toward Hope Town on Elbow Cay. Miraculously, the boat made it through a narrow opening in the reef and was deposited on the beach. Completely exhausted, at 9 PM on January 11, they gathered their two canine crew members, got off the boat, and climbed up the dune to the nearest cottage.
They had been lost at sea for 5 days. The last day, they were within range of the cell towers on Elbow Cay. They could have summoned help if only their cell batteries were charged. Their boat has been sitting on the beach for two weeks. "The law of salvage is a concept which states that a person who recovers another person's ship or cargo after peril or loss at sea is entitled to a reward commensurate with the value of the property saved." This is often interpreted as a right to pick through a wrecked boat and get what you can from it. The bronze prop was the first thing to be taken. The boat is now ruined and will be demolished.
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Good story, Bob
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ReplyDeleteGood writeup. I'm a little curious about some of the details, however. Perhaps you can clear them up for me.
Your article refers to "Joe McCabe" as the owner and "Brent Johnson" as crew. The Seven Seas Cruising Association BOLO (and various other references) indicated "Scott Kans" as the owner and "Rafael Torres" as crew. Can you explain the discrepancy?
I probably wouldn't think twice about this, except that I am the owner of another W32 and would like to get the details straight for other interested Westsail owners.
Thank you,
Jack Webb
Ellipsis belonged to Kevin Fahey. Kevin is my kid brother. Sailing was his lifetime dream, and after careful research for years before his retirement the long list of the perfect boat to circumnavigate the world came down to a Westsail 32. We visited many of them for sale and most had seriously expensive problems... Till he came across Ellipsis. After getting new stainless steel tanks and a new Kabota diesel she was stored on the hard in Fajardo for years at the Del Ray Marina due to the couples deterioating health. I went down to splash the boat and ready her but about that time Kev came down with bladder cancer. Many many treatments later Kevin was so wiped out he could never recover enough strength to handle her by himself so he just lived aboard her for a while. Then he bought a mountainside house in Fajardo. He had to come back to the states to rescue some family members (long story but said to tell you how he has always put others before his own needs). His house in Fajardo was throughly trashed by both hurricanes and Ellipsis rode out both on anchor (the concrete pier sank to the bottom but the anchors held). Then his friend Scotty who was living in his house packed all of the commerical sail making machines he bought into the hull and took off to St Augstine Fl to start a sail making business and to repair the storm damage to the boat. After washing up Scotty told Kev the hull was destroyed and the boat sholud be given up for salvage. I was just told the boat is now gone with no trace. I dearly hope she wasn't stripped and destroyed and that some one can live out Kevin's dreams. Boy was she outfitted. I have never felt so heartsick and couldn't understand how Kev could handle all that sadness. He told me, Brian, just put one foot in front of the other in the dark tunnel you're in and head for a light if you see one...just be ready to jump towards the tunnel wall because its probably another train comming at you. God I love that guy..hes my baby brother but I look up to him. My telephone is 717 802 9097 by the by. Email is Brian.Fahey@navy.mil
DeleteThank you so much for your email! I hope you don't mind that I wrote a fictional story about the boat. I have sent you an email containing two photo's, one of the s/v Ellipsis on the beach and the other of a piece of the stern that was sitting beside someone's house in Hope Town. The boat is now gone and I talked to the person who was responsible for disposing of it but he said it was mostly broken up by the surf. I understand the mast still remains in the water off the beach. When I first visited the boat there was an outboard motor on the rail--it doesn't show up in my photo, so someone probably salvaged it. I heard on the Abaco Cruiser's Net shortly after the wreckage that someone was seen carrying a sail bag away from the boat--so, I assume that the sails were salvaged. Again, thanks for your email and I wish you and your brother good luck! Bob
DeleteThis is a fictional short story written about an actual event. You are correct in that I changed the names for the purpose of the short story. Some of the minor details are also figments on my imagination.
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