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The day was still warm after anchoring so we ended up going for a swim. Mom was able to get some abalone for dinner. We took turns sailing the Sabot into the evening. The abalone made a great dinner by the glow of kerosene lanterns. Mom and Dad played a couple of hands of cribbage while my brother and I sat in the cockpit and looked at the stars. We moved the gear around and got ready to head for our berths. Dad set the ice box out into the cockpit.
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1:45am We were awakened by loud banging and crunching as the boat bounced off the rocks. Each impact causing the boat to shudder. My brother and I were out of the quarter berths and into the cockpit in a flash. We could see a large full keeled sailboat headed down the channel into the harbor. They obviously had cut our stern too close and pulled our stern anchor up. Dad was into the cockpit and was helping my brother into the Sabot, telling him to grab the stern line and start rowing! Mom came out of the cabin and stepped through the top of the styrofoam ice box. Dad told me to undo the tiller from where it was tied to the main sheet. The tiller was jammed against the cotton cord, I couldn't get it undone. Mom said "we need to cut the line I'll get my knife" and kicked through the side of the icebox on her way down below. She reappeared swinging her knife aloft and her feet finally completely destroyed the icebox sending ice, soft drinks and ham sandwiches all over. We got the tiller free and my brother had already pulled us clear of the rocks. It didn't take long for us to reset the stern anchor. We sat in the cockpit for a while going over what had happened and laughing about Mom and the icebox. We set about cleaning up the mess that was supposed to be our lunch for tomorrow. Then back to our berths to try and get some sleep. The next morning Dad dropped over the side and checked out the bottom of the boat. Other than some scrapes on the bottom of the keel it looked like we did okay.
There was a light wind for the sail back. It increased by the time we made the peninsula and we were able to sail into the slip.
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The damage caused by having our stern anchor pulled loose didn't show up in its entirety till numerous sails and three round trips to Catalina.
