The day after Thanksgiving is a tough one after all that happened with Celadon two years ago, starting with the early morning call I got from the Coast Guard that the captain
and crew on my boat had to be "rescued". It's unconscionable to me that these clowns continued to take other peoples' boats out on the water
and it's so unfortunate that others don't know what they did or the lies that were told to me, the Coast Guard, my insurance
company and others. I would have thought that at some point, these two would have "man'd-up" and admitted their wrongs and returned the $4,500 I prepaid them to successfully and safely DELIVER my boat to St. Thomas (not Bermuda
either, where they had decided to head
for the hell of it). Instead I got nothing but deceitful behavior and never so much as an apology for what they did to my boat and put my family
Without them telling the truth, we'll not likely ever really know what took place, but it's clear that something else was going on because they couldn't keep their stories straight and nothing added up. It was also apparent that these two gave extra special meaning to Captain & "Mate" since they stocked-up on condoms, vaseline and baby powder just prior to departure, so it's always nagged at me that something was going on that had neither of their attention on piloting my boat when a series of events
took place that led to them abandoning Celadon.
It sickens me that there are so many things that could have been done to have saved my boat that was NOT sinking. The simple act of being truthful about what really happened and that they were simply Chicken$#&%, cold, tired, whatever would have significantly increased my chances of rescuing Celadon. The loss of critical time to launch search and recovery effort as a result of them LYING, made the search grid unmanageable by the time I could get a search plane in the air. She was a fast and sturdy boat and was able to sail on her own over 800 miles in three weeks after being abandoned--so much for the distress
call to be rescued from the sinking vessel.
I learned a very painful and costly lesson in all of this and would reiterate what all of you already know--beware of who you entrust with your boats, or anything else for that matter. Don't let the hunger to chase your dreams cloud your judgement so you end up at a loss and your chances of realizing them squashed in the end. When I saw the things they were bringing onboard and other things that transpired just prior to departure, it never sat right with me but by that time, I was out of options for securing another captian/crew to deliver my boat. It's rare for me to not follow my gut reaction and perhaps this is the time that I regretted it most...