Gina Marie
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- Hatteras Model
- 45' CONVERTIBLE-Series II (1984 - 1992)
I took my second trip with the Gina Marie July 15 to the Plantation Marina in the Keys with another Hatteras owner I met at Sams in Fort Lauderdale. She was a 36 Hatteras called "She's All Hatt". She's All Hatt had arrived the week before and I was meeting them for a month stay. I planned out the trip and I left Hillsboro at 8:00 AM I was lucky my mechanic Ted who turned out to be a friend accompanied me. His family and mine were to meet us that evening. We charted and mapped the trip and stayed diligent with our chartplotter as we navigated this trip taking the inside rather than the outside ocean side.
The trip was going great She was running at 20Kts at 1800/1900 RPM's the water was flat and the day could not be better. This whole trip my only concern was water depth. Once we entered Stiltsville just south of Miami Inlet the water went from 35 feet to 5 to 7 feet and I never saw anything over 10 feet again. Our eyes were glued to the maps/charts and depth finder and it was not very well marked. The trip was going well until we began our approach to a very narrow canal just west of Jewfish Inlet Bridge were as I was approaching the mouth of the inlet had a marker dead center within the canal. This canal could not have been more than 45 feet wide. As I approached I was uncertain as to the entrance. A smaller boat was exiting the canal and I was standing off as I gave him the right of way. At this time I could not have been more than 50 feet to the marker and the current was pushing towards the marker and my forward momentum added to my movement. I was in neutral trying to decide port or starboard of the marker before I put the Gina Maria in gear the depth finder alarm sounder went off I had it set for 6 feet and my son who was on the bow shouted Dad it looks low. I immediately decided to stop the slow movement of the my boat and review the area. Although we were in no danger the boat was not in gear moving ever so slowly being pushed by her early momentum and current I put her in reverse to stop her and thats went it all went BAD. The boat stalled. The warning buzzers on both my port and starboard engines sounded I looked up and saw the marker coming closer I tried to restart the engines but nothing, the keys were dead and I could not hear the engines start. My son immediatley took a bumper that we had forward and put it between the rub rail and the marker anticipating a collision. I tried to figure out why she would not start but it was to late we bounced off the marker and thanks to the quick thinking of my son the boat in slow motion bounced off the marker. At that time Ted came up from the salon and instruction me to put the boat in neutral as it was still in reverse and start it I started immediatley and I was able to slow the boat in reverse but not until I suffered damage to my outrigger. When I look back on this it all happened so fast I mean within seconds. So although I had many years of experience I never had this situation happen to me "engined stall". And I must admit I did panic or better yet froze. I called Rupp the next day and order the damaged parts . No one got hurt except for my pride. We dove the bottom and all was well I guess I was lucky. But I did learn or shall I say experienced that you should have a mental escape plan. Nothing takes the place of experience and level heads. Thanks to Ted and Thomas my son. You can bet on our trip home next week I will be on my toes.
The trip was going great She was running at 20Kts at 1800/1900 RPM's the water was flat and the day could not be better. This whole trip my only concern was water depth. Once we entered Stiltsville just south of Miami Inlet the water went from 35 feet to 5 to 7 feet and I never saw anything over 10 feet again. Our eyes were glued to the maps/charts and depth finder and it was not very well marked. The trip was going well until we began our approach to a very narrow canal just west of Jewfish Inlet Bridge were as I was approaching the mouth of the inlet had a marker dead center within the canal. This canal could not have been more than 45 feet wide. As I approached I was uncertain as to the entrance. A smaller boat was exiting the canal and I was standing off as I gave him the right of way. At this time I could not have been more than 50 feet to the marker and the current was pushing towards the marker and my forward momentum added to my movement. I was in neutral trying to decide port or starboard of the marker before I put the Gina Maria in gear the depth finder alarm sounder went off I had it set for 6 feet and my son who was on the bow shouted Dad it looks low. I immediately decided to stop the slow movement of the my boat and review the area. Although we were in no danger the boat was not in gear moving ever so slowly being pushed by her early momentum and current I put her in reverse to stop her and thats went it all went BAD. The boat stalled. The warning buzzers on both my port and starboard engines sounded I looked up and saw the marker coming closer I tried to restart the engines but nothing, the keys were dead and I could not hear the engines start. My son immediatley took a bumper that we had forward and put it between the rub rail and the marker anticipating a collision. I tried to figure out why she would not start but it was to late we bounced off the marker and thanks to the quick thinking of my son the boat in slow motion bounced off the marker. At that time Ted came up from the salon and instruction me to put the boat in neutral as it was still in reverse and start it I started immediatley and I was able to slow the boat in reverse but not until I suffered damage to my outrigger. When I look back on this it all happened so fast I mean within seconds. So although I had many years of experience I never had this situation happen to me "engined stall". And I must admit I did panic or better yet froze. I called Rupp the next day and order the damaged parts . No one got hurt except for my pride. We dove the bottom and all was well I guess I was lucky. But I did learn or shall I say experienced that you should have a mental escape plan. Nothing takes the place of experience and level heads. Thanks to Ted and Thomas my son. You can bet on our trip home next week I will be on my toes.
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