Alone, in a hurry (why else?) bringing the sailboat into the dock at the outstation, with only minutes before the ferry home would leave, I came up to the dock from leeward, grabbed the sternline and leaped for the dock. I would have made it, but the sternline in my hand wasn't clear of something on the deck, fouled and was instantly 10 ft too short. I felt it snag and instead of letting go, I pulled harder. That stopped me in mid stride, off the boat, not yet on the dock. I was able to get out of the water faster than the water could enter my wallet, and made the ferry.
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