I've used these pictures before but they will help to illustrate these two incidents.
24 May: We stayed downtown too long and got back to where the dinghy was tied up. The tide had come in and the surf was bigger than usual. The dinghy had been pulled back toward the water, the bow line was stretched tight. Someone had rescued the oars and set them in the grassy area. The back 1/3 was filled (as in FILLED!) with black sand and sea water. Dick used an oar to dig out the sand but it was a losing battle. The sun was going down. Thank goodness, three local outrigger club members came over and the five of us managed to turn the dinghy over on its side. Most, but not all of the water and sand fell out. We had to get back to the boat as quickly as possible. As Dick rowed, I knelt in the stern and bailed and bailed, water was seeping in. The dinghy was bent a bit out of shape and Dick had to make additional repairs to keep it from leaking. Since then we pull the dinghy up as far as possible.