We knew we could not stay rafted to this sailboat any longer so we prepared to let go of the lines. Fred went aboard the sailboat and loosened the bow line. Of course, the bow of the sailboat moved out and away from us. Fred then let loose of the stern line, planning to jump back aboard Emerald Star. Fate had other plans. While Fred’s hands were on the gunnel of our boat the sailboat drifted quickly away with Fred’s feet still aboard. The inevitable happened. Fred saw that he was suspended between both boats and said “going into the water”. Fred was convinced he was going to die, really.. He was wearing sweats and they tried to pull him under. The water is very cold up here this time of year. He moved to the swim platform and I rigged up a line for him to hang onto so he wouldn’t be pulled away by the current. Our swim platform is too high off of the water for anyone to get back aboard. ...