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Trying to Reason with Hurricane Season – Preparing for our First Hurricane

Well, here we are. It’s the very end of the summer and we’re moving into the really active portion of hurricane season. We like to say that we’re always learning on this boat, and this past week brought a whole new series of lessons. Last Saturday Kevin left for Seattle for 8 days, with a goal of spending time with his team at his company. Prior to his departure we went over the procedures if the power went out (and came back on), if the Pepwave needed to be restarted for the oh-so-important wifi, and a refresher course on the IridiumGo sat phone/email should I find myself without the ability to communicate. When the power goes out around here we seem to lose cell service and wifi too. And, it is hurricane season afterall. We looked at the European model and GFS and saw a system forming way to our south. I said, “so if that system becomes a hurricane, you’ll get back here asap right?” Now that is easier said than done. As it is low season Alaska only flies here to Loreto on Thursdays and Saturdays.

Kevin at La Brisa, the marina restaurant, the night before he left.

So off he went. The dogs and I hung out in the AC during the heat of the day, did some work, read some books, hiked and made tasty food. And we watched the weather quite closely. That little system down south got bigger and a bit more organized and it moved north. The models were not in agreement about what it might do. The National Hurricane Center gave it a number, and then a name, Norma. I poured over the reports, watched a Mexican press conference (good for my Spanish!), read the thoughts of different Mexican weather resources, and started to worry a little bit.

Kevin and Maria, before they headed out to dinner on her birthday. Thanks for having Kevin, Maria!
Max says, “where’s daddy?”
Zoe says, “I brought you a ball, all will be fine.”

The storm track started to point toward Cabo, but still with the track veering off to the western (Pacific) side of the peninsula. And with each update that track moved east. Now it was hitting Cabo head on. But it would peter out by the time it made it up here, right? Off to bed I went and in the morning when I rolled over and immediately checked PredictWind I saw that now the track was showing a direct hit on…us. That was a wee bit jolting. Here I was, alone with the dogs and the boat and Kevin was in Seattle and a hurricane was coming my way? Fabulous. The next images show some of the progression…

  

Now I was feeling pretty nervous, but still, I knew things could change. I called Rich, our superman weather router. As we haven’t been on any large passages in the past few months we hadn’t chatted with Rich lately. He asked where I was, and looked at his screens and there was a long silence. Rich is a pretty seriously positive guy. He was not on this evening. “Alison, have you ever been in a hurricane?” Well sure, of course. I grew up on the east coast afterall. “How about in a boat?” That would be a hard no. Okay…. Rich proceeded to tell me about what I was going to need to expect. At this point the eye was going to pass right over us, and Nora would be a Cat 1 on arrival. “Expect 70-80 knot sustained winds with gusts to 100,” said Rich. “The worst will be just before the eye wall. And once it passes the wind will shift to the opposite direction but it will be reduced a bit.” Gee. Great news! Now Rich was just reporting the facts. He’s amazing and I love him and generally I feel much better after I talk with him. Not so much on this evening.

I was over at N43 Gratitude with Paul, Heather and JC eating a lovely dorado dinner, created from their catch of the day. After sharing the news it was time to go home and call Kevin. Oh, hey, great news! We’re going to have our first hurricane!

Kevin was booked on a flight the next day and I spent the night worrying that he would somehow miss the plane or that it might be cancelled. I was up most of the night considering where I might go if I found myself in the storm and unable to safely stay on the boat. My conclusion? The showers up in the marina buildings – no windows, well above the water! The dogs and I could take snacks and make new friends. In this rumination, I did remind myself that our boat is a sturdy tank. A Nordhavn is built to be a blue water boat, and our beautiful girl, Red Rover, has always taken care of us. She will again. But first, we needed to take care of her.

On Saturday morning I got up before dawn and started working on my hurricane prep list in earnest. It was in the 90s with 70% humidity. It was hot. Sweaty. Hot. Even more sweaty. I was absolutely soaked, simply by being outside.

I got this! And I’m hot!
We had some cool clouds before the storms were predicted to come. Really, that was the most we saw.

Within our insurance we have “Named Storm Coverage,” which was a challenge to find and very important to us to have. Part of obtaining Named Storm Coverage involves filling out a detailed questionnaire about our plans during hurricane season (for example, how far away is the boat sharing our slip? 40 feet…believe it or not), as well as developing a Hurricane Plan. What will we do in the event that a storm comes our way? This plan is then reviewed and approved (or not) by the underwriters. Our policy carries a 10% deductible for any damage that is a result of a Named Storm. That’s a chunk of change.

But that Hurricane Plan was now coming in handy. It spells out exactly what I needed to do, and specifically, what we had committed to our insurance company that we would do. With the plan in hand, I went to work feeling a bit anxious. About 2 hours into executing the plan, I had a little talk with myself. It was time to be my strongest woman self and make shit happen. I had this. I totally did. I am capable and knowledgeable and an equal partner in running this boat. Time to roll. So, I did what anyone would do. I selected our “Natural Disaster Playlist” (see Agua Verde in January 2021) and cranked up all four zones of the stereo to 11. As the Scorpions screamed rock you like a hurricane through all of th ose speakers, I executed what I then dubbed Operation Naked Boat. Get everything outside inside, or off of the boat. Things that can fly, things that can create damage, things that will rip and tear in high winds come off, off, off.

Naked flybridge
More naked flybridge. We left the top on – the solar panels are above it. It is also 16 years old and in need of replacement!
We decided to lash the kayak to the dinghy. If this was going to be a cat 3, we would have moved it entirely.
Don’t move dinghy.
Dinghy, stripped. Waterproof tape over holes from cushion attachment.
Burgees before they came down.
Piling up stuff from the boat deck, in the cockpit to put it away around the boat.

Now I was not completely alone in this. I had some very awesome neighbors and friends who helped me when I couldn’t undo the small dinghy air vents, who shared insights from talking with other boaters in Florida, and who gave me all of the moral support anyone could ever want. Thank you Kim and JC in particular. You two are awesome. And thank you Chad and Michelle for joining in on the community barn raising that later occurred, in helping prep other people’s boats. You two are fabulous.

N43 Gratitude in the middle, ready for the storm.

I also had the offers of help from my Mexican friends who work here at the marina, and the smiles and nods of approval from the Mexican captains of the very large yachts around me who were busily stripping everything off of the exterior of their boats. We were all together, yet working apart. I could feel the care and support, and it added to my feeling of capability and empowerment. I got this. I got this.

Our neighbor boat getting ready. The captain was up on the bimini support, checking every screw with his screw gun.

In the meantime, Kevin got on a plane! And landed at LAX. And got on another plane which successfully took off for Loreto. I should say thank you also to Alaska Airlines for their free texting service. Kevin and I texted on Whatsapp for the entirety of his trip down the west coast. “Should we waterproof tape the covers on the exterior stereo controls or just take them off? Where’s the needle for the bike pump that pumps up the fenders?” We burned up the airwaves and it was like he was here with me. A few hours later, he was. YESSS! It felt so good to hug him. And then bring him back here to the marina and get back to work. While I had gotten a ton done, there were some things that I really needed Kevin to do, and really, I just needed my partner with me. We’re a team.

Putting Kevin to work.
Work it Kevin.
Fenderville.
Red in her slip. Note we are in a 100′ slip. Lucky us! That’s N63 Ursa next to us, just before Denis arrived to take care of his beautiful boat.

While Kevin and I busted our butts and got this boat ready for a Cat 1 direct hit, we did not end up experiencing that at all. The storm continued to shift east over the hours ahead and as I write this, it has created havoc for mainland Mexico, and at this time, has fallen apart entirely. And quite thankfully. We didn’t get to see how our efforts would have played out, and that’s really totally fine by us! While we love a good storm, I’m not sure we’d love to experience a hurricane on our beloved boat!  We did however get a great practice run at preparing for a hurricane. It was a stressful, but super valuable experience.

The forward stateroom, full of stuff. Flybridge cushions, canvas, coolers, flags…

Forward head, items from the deck and from the laz to allow more space for more things!
Stainless hatch covers closed and screens removed!

I’m posting a copy of our plan below. I am hoping that it will help others who are wondering what they might do when in the same situation. I’d love any other additional ideas from anyone reading who might have some more experience with hurricanes. Bring them on!

RED ROVER’S HURRICANE PREPARATION PLAN

In the event that a storm is predicted to come close to us, we will take the following steps:

Remove and Store (Make sure nothing can fly)

Prepare vessel

Prepare ourselves!

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