I Braved Hurricane Ernesto. I Regret it.

Solo sailing through the Caribbean in the height of hurricane season definitely wasn't on my bingo card, but we've found ourselves here and must roll with the punches. After a broken windlass and a hectic schedule got the better of me, I stupidly decided to stay on the "comfort" of a mooring ball here in Portsmouth, Dominica to brave the storm, that was a terrible mistake. I should've sailed south days before the storm arrived. Mooring lines snapped, boats were lost. I could've lost my boat. I am very lucky. I hope that 2 meter swell in the anchorage is something I never experience again. Consider the healthy fear of storms well acquired now.