Another skipper helped Matt knock the stands down, as they had to be wrenched free of the vines.
Just one hitch -- since she'd been put there 7 years ago the trees got a little taller.
A few quick turns had her free though.
Everything looked hunky dory here, so we got some help from Dale, another kind member who took pity on us and helped us start the motor and power over to the loading dock. We were tied there for about ten minutes when Matt announced that our solitary through hull was leaking. He went to find some caulk to try a quick fix when a 35 foot yacht and another member in an inflatable dinghy cruised up to the dock with very little control and collided with the outside of the Dalloway, crushing both our boat and the other boat's owner between the floating dock and the larger boat. Thanks to the quick responses of two other members, to whom I am exceedingly grateful, disaster was narrowly averted as they pushed the larger boat back to release the trapped owner and back the yacht off of our bow.
After a subsequent conference with several senior members, it was determined that the original through hull needed to be removed and re-bedded with an improvised backing plate. This called for another ride in the slings, which ended with us climbing back aboard with the lift parked behind the clubhouse. In a record time of less than forty five minutes Matt fabricated a backing plate, removed the old through hull, rebedded it with 4200 and reattached it. In the hustle, I lost our extendable ladder and 50 foot extension cord, but we got the boat back into the water, and floating nicely. Again, with help from other members, we took a brief but awesome tour of the area, and then settled at our mooring for the evening.