The silver lining to that story is that the boat performed admirably, and passed the trial by fire. I wish I had some pictures or a video of that adventure, but the fact that I don't only reiterates how violent the weather had gotten. Then, before we knew it, the storm passed and we motored our way back to the marina wet and cold on what had been a 90 degree day.
The following weeks turned out to be pretty boring from a sailor's point of view since summer conditions offered little by way of wind.
Several outings later I had to cut the mainsail halyard (rope) to drop the sail. All of the ropes on the boat needed replacing from accumulated wear and tear prior to my purchasing. The mainsail halyard was binding and essentially I got stuck with the sail in the "up" position. My only option was to cut the sail down. In order to replace the rope I'd need to climb the mast and thread a new one. I'm not a big fan of heights, even with my pilot background, so climbing the mast wasn't an attractive prospect.
Additionally, the transmission lever snapped when I was docking after the storm. After the first fix I found myself drifting towards the shore composed of pretty massive rocks. The same pin had snapped again. I thought to myself that I hadn't owned the boat for more than three weeks and I was going to sink it. dockhands at the marina managed to keep me from smashing into other boats and no harm was done. After some extensive time put into fixing that issue I moved onto the task of cooling the boat. Rick Berkey (another boat owner at the marina) helped me out by lending me a window air conditioning unit we installed in a hatch. It worked well until the cooler weather arrived, and I returned the unit to him. Next summer I'll have to work on fixing the central air-con unit that is under one of the seats in the settee (cabin lounge). I won't worry about that until then.
So without an operable mainsail I've been sailing with just a headsail, and I have been pleasantly impressed by how much speed my boat has under just one sail. I can't wait until I'm at the coast with both catching the sea breeze, especially since the mainsail offers the bulk of the power. Unlike most coastal sailors I don't plan on using my motor in conjunction with the sails because she's and old, under-powered engine that sounds like it's beating itself up when it's running. Not to jinx myself, I have to be prepared for it to die anytime now. A classic case of less use is more.
So now I eagerly await the boat yard to have space for me so I can start the next phase of my adventure, but in the meantime:
Here is a video of a windy night, Morgan enjoying the ridiculously good weather January has had to offer, the kind of improvising I've been doing (coffee in a water bottle), and a photo of a sunset cruise: