I fell in! Head over heels. First time in my life!

We got off just after noon. Sunny, in the low 40's.
We skipped along at 4 knots (and better) under roller furler only.  
Penobscot
Bay was calm. we made our anchorage near Castine in good time, 3.5  
hrs. No other
vessels sighted all day. excellent sailing. Wore pfd jackets, towed  
the dinghy but kept a ditch bag
in cockpit. I went through drills with friend how to pick me up if I  
should fall overboard.
"Let sail go, release raft, motor up." I Radio checked on 16 but got  
no reply when getting underway! We had
a rough sail plan with harbor master and fellow live aboards.

At anchor we fired the charcoal and had a touch of the creature. We  
got food all prepped down below- very cozy
with diesel stove aglow and decided to go on deck for a drink. We had  
a single visible
light ashore maybe two miles off. the landscape was so austere after  
dark with snow and bare trees
that we sat on deck for some time admiring. Temp had fallen to near  
32. I played guitar in the cockpit (really well I might add). I got up  
to attend business over the starboard side and leaning into the  
lifeline - went overboard head over heels with my guitar in both  
hands. (I had the lifeline down for the winter slip and in the rush to  
get off decided  I'd put it up underway. Once underway I got caught up  
in the sailing, never thought of it again.)

I popped right up ofcourse (pfd's had come off on arrival) and had  
roughly three thoughts at the same time.

"This water is nothing to be afraid of, feels like it always does."
"How will the guitar take the salt."
"Sh_t, I lost my winter boots!"

I handed up the guitar, threw a leg over the rail after a couple  
attempts, got my left palm down on the deck and my friend got me over  
by a clasp of right hands. That was really it.
I stripped went below got dry by the stove and came back on deck. My  
buddy pegged my boots with the search
lite and I rowed over and picked them up. Never did find my hat.

What do I learn? Living aboard makes me feel so akin with my boat that  
I let down my guard. I feel
too safe aboard maybe. Ofcourse the lifeline should have been up in  
March with a non sailor aboard or any other time. But he as a non  
sailor didn't rely on the lifeline, and the carefree capt. relied on  
it implicitly. muscle memory
went for the slight touch above the knee like a thousand times before.  
The other lesson is not to rush preparations.
The first trip of season is a great time to take it slow and not be  
ambitious with plans. Give yourself some extra time if you can.

Ok there's my confession. The water is 37 degrees but it feels like 45.


Caleb Crosby
B27 Brigadoon
Belfast Maine

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