The High-Seas Adventure (And Costly Lesson) I Will Never Forget
When you own a commercial boat, the ocean isn’t just a playground; it’s a masterclass in survival, preparation, and respect. I’ve had my share of adventures, but there is one voyage that stands above the rest. It was a 209-nautical-mile journey from Honolulu to Hilo on my 28-foot Grady White, accompanied by my nephew.
To put that distance into perspective for my island crew: we think of the hop from Yap to Ulithi as close. But 209 nautical miles is the equivalent of leaving Yap and charging deep into the open blue past Eauripik, or the exact distance of charting a completely open-ocean course from Ifalik Atoll straight to Puluwat Atoll in Chuuk. It was a trip that started with smooth waters and high spirits, but quickly turned into a terrifying reality check in the middle of the Pacific Ocean.
The Launch: Smooth Sailing Out of Honolulu
We dropped the lines early in the morning, leaving the harbor in Honolulu behind us. The twin engines were humming, the 28-foot Grady White was cutting through the swells beautifully, and my nephew and I were focused on the mission ahead: navigating our way across the Hawaiian islands all the way to Hilo.
For the first leg of the trip, everything went exactly according to plan. We were tracking our distance, watching the islands pass by, and feeling confident. But the ocean has a way of testing a crew the moment you let your guard down.
Disaster in the Channel: Fighting the Alenuihaha
The turning point came when we entered the channel between Maui and the Big Island—the Alenuihaha Channel. Experienced captains know this stretch of water is a monster. The wind channels between the massive volcanic peaks of Haleakala and Mauna Kea, creating ferocious winds, massive swells, and unpredictable currents.
Your engines have to work twice as hard just to fight the current and keep the bow pointed in the right direction.
And that’s when the nightmare scenario happened: the engines sputtered, died, and we ran completely out of fuel.
Being dead in the water in a shipping channel with no power is a feeling that stays with you forever. The waves take control of the boat. You realize instantly how small you are, and how quickly a situation can turn life-threatening if you don’t keep your head straight.
The Rescue: Towed by the Coast Guard
We didn’t panic. We locked in as a crew, utilized our communication gear, and made the call.
The United States Coast Guard answered. They dispatched a vessel out to our location, hooked us up, and towed us through the rough waters all the way back to the Maui Coast Guard Station.
I want to extend our deepest appreciation and respect to the US Coast Guard crew. From the second they arrived, their treatment of us was incredibly professional, calm, and reassuring. But their kindness didn’t stop with the tow. They went completely above and beyond by allowing us to moor our 28-foot Grady White right at their station dock during our unexpected stay. Maui harbors can be incredibly expensive, and by letting us tie up at their facility, they saved us from paying hefty docking and slip fees for those two days dead in the water.
We spent those two days on Maui refueling, checking our systems, and reflecting on the math of the ocean. Once we were cleared and fully loaded with fuel, we set out again, pushed through the remaining miles, and finally made it safely into Hilo.
The Crew Lesson: The Importance of the “Reserve Tank”
Looking back at those 209 nautical miles, that trip taught me a permanent lesson about preparation that applies to the ocean, to real estate, and to building family wealth:
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The Ocean Doesn’t Care About Your Plan: You can plan for a perfect day, but the “currents” of life will always demand more energy and resources than you think. In the channel, our engines burned through fuel much faster than normal because we were fighting the waves.
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Never Run on Empty: In business and in life, you can never calculate your resources down to the exact penny or the exact gallon. You must always carry a heavy reserve. Whether it’s an emergency cash fund for your household or extra fuel in the tank, your reserve is what keeps you alive when the storm hits.
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Trust Your Crew: When the engines went silent, my nephew and I didn’t turn on each other. We acted like a real crew—focused on the solution, made the call, and managed the asset until we were safe.
That 28-foot Grady White brought us home, and the ocean gave us a lesson we will never forget.
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