The bow's may be big if you hit the ground with them all bets are off.
Me and my buddy had the boats out this afternoon. I believe winds were around 20 gusting 27. I was solo with just the main up. We were on a long downwind run such that I just pointed the boat straight down wind because if I went up to go on broad reaches the power was just too much and the bows were dipping pretty hard. Around here we always run the dagger boards at half height so the rudders pop first when you hit the shallows. Last night I had spend time repairing the daggers and sharpening up the trailing edge. Worst timing ever to do that it turns out.
Well I finally got to the island I was stopping on and had to come about. I knew it was going to power up as I turned so I figured I'd feed some more sheet in, the battens were actually folding around the shroud so it was super loose. The second I turned the boat powered up and I believe a gust hit and there was just nothing I could do. My GPS spit out that it went in going around 20mph. The bows disappeared and hit the bottom stopping the boat dead and catapulting me forward violently. My shoulder and face went straight into the shroud and trap lines and the side of my upper thigh went straight into the back of the dagger board that was half up like a knife edge waiting for me. I was sitting way back on the rear beam before it happened so I flew a good 5-6 feet before nailing the board. Right as I hit I heard a loud breaking/snapping sound and my leg went immediately numb as I continued to fly through the air and land a good 20 yards from the boat.
All I can think is that was the sound of my leg breaking or the dagger board. A little panic started to set in when I looked up at the boat and saw the board still intact. My buddy saw the whole thing and said I just went flying spinning around like crazy. It's amazing how poorly your body operates when in a huge amount of pain mixed with adrenaline and a dash of panic. I managed to swim back to the boat in some weird kinda doggy paddle flailing motion which was all I could really muster. I've never known pain to be that exhausting but I was seriously messed up energy wise the second I hit the water. I didn't even want to right the boat. I just sat there bobbing in the water holding onto the bow for a minute. But things as they were weren't going to get better by themselves so back at it I figured.
I still cant feel my leg but it seems to still all be there. Thank goodness I'm built like gumby I thought. Water bagged the thing back over and got to the island. The loud snapping sound turned out to be my hiking strap ripping it 2 from my foot being hooked under it as I flew forward. Pretty wicked that my feet seem totally fine.
It took me a good 20min laying in the sand before the adrenaline wore off. I basically frogged the nerve in my leg perfectly. Even right now it's still tingly. Can't really bend it to walk and it hurts to stand but at least its better than a cast I figure. I'm thinking about taping some pool noodle to the back of the board for future safety, otherwise I'm sailing with a guillotine just waiting for me all the time.
It's not really going to stop me from being in heavy air but it's a wake up call to how quickly things can get real.
The boat survived minus a chunk of the bow that cracked off when it hit the ground. Cracked the gelcoat pretty good around it as well but the structure looks fine. Easy repair.
I'm assuming letting the sail out that far was exactly the opposite of what to do. So should I have brought the traveler in and sheeted in tighter before trying to round up from heading dead downwind? I figure that would stall the sail for longer but then I'd have a big heeling moment to deal with so it's kinda give or take right?