It shouldn’t happen to a sailor (1)
Life Threatening Life Raft
A friend was almost killed recently by a six man inflatable
life raft – read on.
Jersey UK is a small island 9m x 5m, home to some 90,000
inhabitants none of whom live more than three miles from the sea. Sailing is a
major activity here and the local government invests a great deal in teaching
sailing, boating seamanship etc. My
friend (let’s call him John, to save his embarrassment) is an instructor at the
Island’s sailing base. Each spring he organises a sea-safety course for young
people. The highlight of the programme is to motor out into the bay and throw
an inflatable life raft overboard for the kids to scramble into.
This can be an expensive exercise because afterwards the
raft has to be deflated and professionally checked, restocked and repacked with
a new CO2 gas bottle. One way to keep costs down is to use liferafts which are
due their regular mandatory maintenance checks, they have to be inflated
checked, deflated and repacked anyway.
John collected one such raft from the office in town, put it
on the passenger seat of his Land Rover and set of for the harbour. En route,
the vehicle bounced over a pot-hole and – you guessed it – the life raft began
to inflate. In john’s own words:-
‘…dam thing went off life a
firecracker… filled the cab and pushed my face against the screen and crushed
me against the door… the pressure was building and building… thought it was
going to push the windows out… couldn’t move my head… hit the brakes hoping there
was no other vehicle on my tail.’
Then, just as he thought he was about to die, the inflating
raft snagged something sharp in the cab and it began to deflate but John’s
troubles were not over:-
‘the pressure came off and I
heaved a huge sigh of relief… a moment later I realised my heart was pounding
and I was taking in huge gulps of air but I couldn’t get my breath … something
wasn’t right… was I having a heart
attack brought on by the shock and stress of the incident? ‘
No, this wasn’t a heart attack, this was suffocation. The
CO2 gas which had initially inflated the raft had escaped through the
life-saving puncture and now it had filled the cab, expelling all the air:-
‘so for a second time in as many
minutes I thought I was going to die all over again… fortunately, I managed to
push the cab door open, and fall onto the road… fresh air never tasted sweeter.
Hey! Listen, this is quite embarrassing. You won’t tell anyone about this will
you?
No John. I won’t breathe a word!
Seaward
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