We have wondered about the deep pockets of folks who have rushed out to replace the chainplates on their boats - even though they weren’t broken. And we have wondered about what would finally galvanize us into undertaking this onerous and costly chore.
So, good news! We just found out! Two of our chainplates broke on a particularly nasty transit between Les Saintes and Portsmouth, Dominica.
We were in 15 to 20 knot breezes with big reefs in main and jib. The seas were 4 to 6 feet but spaced impossibly close so we were slamming into wave after wave. We watched Quest beside us as she buried her nose in the water and then leaped up exposing all of her bottom paint.
So all of a sudden we heard a loud bang, and then another less than a second later. Pam asked me if the kids had copies of the will. We quickly dropped the main and used the main halyard to stabilize the mast. Without the sail up, the remaining 14 miles was bumpy until we arrived in Portsmouth Harbour.
|Hmmmmm, something missing?|
|How'd you like to get whacked by that flailing in the wind?|
|Great to have that cleat just there!|
|Not sure how much stress that steel loop will like?|