“Uh, I don’t think that was like that last night.” That’s about how the conversation went. The steel sea wall along the shelter deck should look straight all the way to the stern but something went bump in the night. The waves hadn’t been anything extreme: about 30 feet, which isn’t a daily occurrence but not infrequent outside of the summer months. The steel bent over and pinned the sea wall against the hatchway. Down below, reinforcing ribs were buckled into S-shapes and there was a pronounced inward bulge near the water line. We had almost gone ahead and hauled traps the evening before but the waves were a little too steep and coming from too many directions at once. Then a good one came through the cut-out in the hull where the traps are pulled aboard and it flooded the “hallway” (and everybody in it getting dressed and ready) leading from the deck to the interior of the boat and the decision was made.
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