Down the Hatch!

 

Finally, remove the hatches (forward, butterfly and companionway) and have them redone. The big day arrives as we return to the boat to reinstall them. But alas I throw my back out in the parking lot! Nancy has to cart the hatches down as I try to walk perfectly straight. As we approach the boat, she sets the cart down and it tips with the forward hatch plummetting for the water. I try to reach for it and stop because I reinjure the back.... just short of saving it from a watery grave. Nancy was mortified considering how much was spent for repairs and how unaffoardable replacement teak, safety glass and stainless grate hatches would be to replace. I tried to bring it up with the grappelling hook, but 80' of water with a heavy, flat/planing object sinking fast was not good odds. As the weeks went by, I had a dive instructor, with student,attempt a rescue but to no avail. Problems were that it was a high altitude, cold, deep dive allowing only 12mins. totoal dive time, with zero visibility. Not wishing to give up, I arranged a second dive for me and my fellow boat owner Mike. Before the date came up, found out my diving gear had deteriorated to the point of non-usability. Nancy felt so guilty, she pitched in for replacement gear. So the big day arrives and Mike discovers he forgot his BnC. So we decide he should go first with us monitoring and I would go after on a second attempt. As I wait anxiously watching the time, 12 min limit approaches... and expires. My worry factor increases as finally, there is a tug on the line, and Mike surfaces and cries,"pull her up slowly...". I gently pull up the anchor rode (as directed by Mike) and as feet slowly creep by, I finally see the corner of the missing hatch! We carefully swing it to the dock and get it seperated from the anchor/rode without losing it yet again. A little bit of cleanup and reinstalled the next day, and the list goes on......