The
Matamoros had to remain quite a distance from TCM, because of the shallow
depths and rocks, which made the ability to pull her more difficult.
A
line approximately three inches thick was attached from the stern of The Cat’s
Meow to the Matamoros. Navy men could be seen scurrying around the deck of the
big ship, a huge winch-type of device on the bow of the Matamoros was used to
tighten the line, and she gave a mighty pull, but the line broke. I believe
this happened two more times, sending a moan of disappointment through the TCM
rescue fleet. Then the Navy said they would bring out their “special line”, a
thicker and hopefully stronger line, for one more pull. It took a long time to
have this line arranged for the next big pull. It broke, almost immediately.
Thankfully, Comandante Saldana did not pull up the anchor and leave, but
actually asked for the assistance of the cruisers and their dinghies!
Cruisers help Matamoros to help TCM
The
line was very heavy, and needed to be held up out of the water in order to keep
it from getting too waterlogged before another pull. So, about 15 dinghies
lined up along the length of the huge line, holding it over their pontoons,
until the signal from the big Navy ship to drop the line into the Sea.
Matamoros took up the slack, put the pedal to the metal, belched big puffs of
very black smoke, and pulled on our boat.
She
finally began moving backward, faster and faster and she came off those rocks!
A huge cheer went up, but it was short-lived. The Cat’s Meow spun slowly
around, and began going down bow-first. I was panicked, standing on the deck of
RDreamz, watching my home sinking. I was screaming to the Navy guys to get
pumps working, fast! It was awful. Several cruiser dinghies and the Navy pangas
rushed to TCM, attached lines, and began dragging her toward shallow water, at
the inside of the cove. Cat House put a line on and got TCM into about 12 feet
of water, with dinghies going ahead to scout for rocks and a safe place to put
her down.
The Cat’s Meow going down Cat House pulls TCM to the
shallows
The
Navy actually pumped all of the diesel fuel out of our tanks, into the water.
They were planned to empty the fuel tanks so they could be filled with air,
sealed off, and act as flotation for the boat. Unfortunately, that didn’t work,
and about 500 gallons of diesel was dumped into the water. The good news was
that it was not from a damaged fuel tank, the bad news of course was for the local
area and for the divers – both from the Navy and the cruisers – who were in
that water.
Terry,
of the trimaran Manta, based in Pto. Escondido, dove and removed the stabilizer
that had punched the hull and caused the sinking. Although he had tried to clear
the path of the stabilizer before the Navy pulled TCM, the fin had evidently
been wedged and was pushed up when the boat came free of the rocks. Another
place near the bow was also moderately damaged, not quite going through the
planking into the chain locker. (The Cat’s Meow is a wood-hulled boat, double
planked with mahogany and very tightly fastened.)
At
this point, The Cat’s Meow was at least stabilized, could not sink any more,
and at dark everyone needed to return to their own boats, rest, and eat. Susan
from Two Can Play organized a night-watch, with cruisers volunteering for
two-hour stints to protect TCM from any one who might want to take advantage of
her. What a wonderment: that someone would take on the organization of the
watches, and that people tired from working all day would volunteer to provide
protection for our boat.
Dinghies pushing TCM into better position Teamwork
More teamwork
The
second day, boats appeared carrying plywood, nails and screws, food, barrels,
and all types of materials to manage a rescue of our boat. Plywood was cut,
using the top deck of Gusto and the skills of her captain, Matt, to make
patches for the two damaged parts of the port hull. Terry “designed” the patch
of three layers, and divers from Two Can Play, RDreamz, EnDorphin, Wanderer,
and probably others for whom I have no names all worked like horses in the
diesel-water all day long to attach those patches and to prepare flotation.
More plywood and screws were called for, and more brought down from Pto.
Escondido.
Cutting the plywood on Gusto Divers placing the patch on the hull
Also
during day 2, some of the women of our fleet went into action to provide food
and water to the workers, including the Navy guys. Sandwiches were made,
bottles of water and sodas were packed in ice, and the women went in dinghies
around to all of the men and women who had been working, to feed and water
them. The Dinghy Diner ladies were in full swing, providing breakfast, coffee,
lunch, water, sodas, and dinner to everyone in the entire fleet, for the
duration of the rescue work. They truly helped to keep the energy and spirits
up throughout!
Dinghy Diner ladies at work The Dinghy Diner in action
After
one horrible night and two full days of work, The Cat’s Meow was still in grave
danger of being lost.
Please
continue on to Part 3: She Comes Up With the Sun!