Personal Narrative Essay: How Tow Boat Changed My Life

The weather was decent, but evening was approaching and it was getting chillier. A lay on my stomach and steady the tube as Noah gets on. We grab on to the handles in front of us and the tube is propelled forward by the boat. We started picking up speed, but it was still easy to stay on the tube. We started reaching speeds of up to forty miles per hour. It was amazing, the water flashed by on either side. We were still going straight but we were ramping off waves. The water splashed in my face every time we went airborne and landed again, but I didn’t care. And then we started turning. We turned right, which was the side I was on. We just let the tube go where it wanted to go, but that was a mistake. The tube came closer to the gigantic wave made by the boat engine. We reamped of the wave, and I knew I was a goner. I began sliding off the tube, and I thought I was gone. Finally my body was flung into the water, but my hands had a firm grip on the handle bars. Uncle ralph slowed down enough so I could pull myself up on the tube. With most of my body soaking wet, and slippery. When we turned again we turned left. This time we tried to lean against the wave. The tactic worked pretty good, but me hit the wave again. Noah was gone in an instant. I look back and he is floating some ways back

On 10/10/16 I met with a Fema gentlemen at my property to see where they were going to place the Fema trailer. At that time he told me to take down my fence and to apply for a permit. Which I did that and it’s been 94 days and there is still no changes on or when will the trailer get to my property. So I went out today to purchase a used toy hauler camper to place on my property. My son goes to St Amant High which was one of the schools that was affected by the flooding. He goes to a different campus from 12:15 til 5:15. Starting February 5 he should be going back to his campus from 7:05 til 2:45 and I would have to drop him off to my flooded property at 6:00 am to catch the bus at 6:40 due to me having to go to work. I wanted to see if I could

We knew that we were racing against time. My husband turned the key and the motor started to sputter and shake. He flipped some switches and tinkered with the engine, but nothing seemed to be solving the problem. Since he couldn’t figure it out, there was no question about it. We had to hook up the water bike and tow the boat back to shore. It was like a tugboat pulling a battleship. Just as we started our journey, our luck went from bad to worse. The sky that had been picture perfect was quickly changing. The sun was now playing hide and seek in the clouds. The once large white, fluffy, pillow shaped clouds that occasionally blocked out the golden sun turned into dark gray ragged clouds. With that came plump missiles of mass destruction that pelted our tender sunburned skin. It felt like icy needles penetrating throughout our bodies. The gentle winds that once danced with our boat suddenly turned into a fierce hip- hop which sent us into an ocean of mountains of angry waves. The boat tossed and turned in the heavy swells. The waves lifted us up so high and then threw us back down, I thought for sure the boat would break into tiny pieces. With one final tug, we finally made it to the dock. However, the strength of the swell, sent us crashing into another boat. Just as we tied up, I noticed a young lady unconscious on the dock. Her friends were by her side. I shouted out "Did anyone call 911" they said that they did

“HELP!” Peyton and Chase screamed, waving their hands high hoping the fisherman would help them. Sure enough, the boat turned around and through a rope to let them on the boat.

The hard work does not stop when we are off the boat. We are constantly working on the boat or working on items for the boat. Whether it is repairing sails or fiber glassing, we are constantly busy. A large portion of our trips also are us spending time making upgrades and repairs to the boats. Numerous times I have had to go down in the water to replace screws on our depth sounder. The boat is fairly old so engine work is abundant. If we do not give it our all, these problems are just

Out of nowhere, flat seas turned into six foot swells and a light breeze turned into 20 knot gusts. A 13 foot Boston Whaler is a very sturdy, well-built, trustable as well as an unsinkable boat. But any boat below twenty feet won't handle six foot chop too well. So we turned around and pushed the throttle as far as it could go. The boat has a top speed of 35 miles an hour but in the chop we were probably going no faster than 20. We got to the Courtney Campbell Causeway and kept going. The causeway is pretty close to where we are docked and when on the north side, it provides cover from most chop and wind because it is lined with lots of sharp, jagged rocks. Once we got to that part we felt a sense of relief, which ended up being false. It still was pretty choppy. But then, out of nowhere, the engine stalled then died. "What's wrong?" My dad said in a concerned toned almost yelling. I tried to start the engine but it wouldn't

It is a 54 foot Catamaran; Its 54 foot long and 15 foot wide, it’s a pretty good size boat. This is at nighttime too when the water is really calm, so rocking wouldn’t really causing it. Near the lake where they were at is a cove and it’s calmer so, I don’t know. Like I say, I don’t really know what happened, I just know what little bit I’ve heard and then I called the insurance and let them know and gave them the captain’s number and everything. I can give you that guys number at the insurance, his number is 239-415-1700 and I’ll give him a call too and let him know that you are trying to contact him or wanting to talk to

Earlier this week, I got in touch with the game warden that I had previously had a ride along with and asked if I could go on another one. I was told to meet at the Brunswick office at 10:00 am. There I was to meet up with Corporal Kate Hargrave. I arrived at the Brunswick DNR office at approximately 9:40 because early is on time, and on time is late. When I pulled into the front parking lot, I noticed a man standing by a truck parked near the entrance that said “NOAA Law Enforcement” on the side. As this was an unusual sight, I decided to walk over and introduce myself. The man by the truck was Agent Ben Hughes. After talking to him for a few minutes, Corporal Hargrave arrived and informed me that Agent Hughes would be joining us for the

If your boat will remain in the water, make sure your lines are secured high. You need to account for storm and tidal surges. Make sure your lines are doubled up.

Wow, I did not expect this to happen. As my son and I grab all of our belongings and put all of the furniture in the attic where it won't get water damage we hurry to get out.”Jack get the dogs and put them in their crates while I get the jet skis ready.” Have you ever seen so much water! That picture is of my house underwater, sad right. It is August 25, 2017 and the huge amount of water just hit our house. As we get on the jet skis with cloths, money, 2 dogs, and some belongings my son and I start bawling and yelling; we don't know if we'll ever step foot in our house again.

Around midnight on October 28, the storm was at it’s height off Sable Island, something catastrophic happened to the Andrea Gail and its crew. Scientists have come to the conclusion that the Andrea Gail either was pitch-poled or the waves drove them under. Billy, the captain of the boat, was likely to be trying to either out run the storm or trying to hold up long enough for dawn to arrive when a rescue could be possible. “In violent storms there is so much water in the air, and so much air in the water, that it becomes impossible to where the atmosphere stops and the sea begins,” writes Van Dorn. “That may literally make it impossible distinguish up from down.”

It was just another windy day on Teague bay, when all of the high school sailing team decided they wanted to sail 29ers. Teague bay is a wonderful place to sail, it's protected by a reef, there's plenty of wind, and it's the perfect depth. There is only one flaw, the dreadful sunken ship lurking a foot below the surface. 29ers are the fastest youth sailing boat in the world, making them very hard to Control, especially when it's windy. We happened to have a foreign coach from the states helping out therefore he had no idea of the sunken ship. He set up a course that was a trap. The uninformed coach put the leeward mark directly on top of the sunken ship, which had a recipe for disaster. My brother and I, unaware of the booby trap, attempted

As we are approaching the shoreline about to beach I try with everything I had to get the boat to tack, and she does. We were now heading back out into the lake, the wind is still increasing now 27 knots gusts of 33. We five 13-year-old girls were trying to hold down a 1,000-pound sailboat with two sails. We know in the back of our heads that capsizing could be in our near future. We ask the safety boat if we can head back to camp knowing that the wind is only going to increase and we cannot hold Sting down much longer. We get the ok from the safety boat and start heading toward our buoy. All five of us are hiking out as hard as we can, both the jib and the mainsails are all the way out to reduce speed and power. We get 50 feet away from our buoy and hit a massive puff, we try so hard to keep the boat from capsizing, but the five of us strictly don't have enough weight. I yell out to my crew that we are capsizing. We get out from underneath the boat and are all in shock. We swim around to the hull and sit on the bilge boards. All of us are freezing cold, the waves were splashing us and the brisk cold air was hitting our faces. All of us are scared and crying. There are several other boats who are capsized or having

this is when liability insurance comes in handy to help cover the damages. Boat accidents

The boat had to back out of its spot on the dock and we could finally