I'll collect on this page whatever information I receive on the effects of hurricane Fausto. If you have any damage reports which might be of interest to the readers of these pages, please send the information to me by email (ftm@math.ucr.edu).
I left La Paz on Tuesday morning (September 10) having checked the email reports from the National Hurricane Center on Monday evening - only a small disturbance forming some distance south of the cape region. When I arrived back in Southern California on Friday morning, I was asked about hurricane Fausto. "Fausto? Never heard of it - must be an Atlantic hurricane." Well, very much mistaken, I discovered that this storm was heading right for La Paz!
There was email awaiting me from Richard Adcock in La Paz. He had sent it early Thursday morning, and indicated that if the storm continued on the predicted track, he'd be moving the ship Marisla up to Pichilingue that evening. I assume that this is what he did.
I don't expect to hear, by phone or email, from La Paz for several days. It will take some time to get the phone service back up. As an example of the delays, there was a major thunder and rain storm early in the morning of August 29. Water got into the telephone conduits along the main north-south street and much of the wiring and other equipment in those conduits had to be replaced. It took over a week for full service to be restored.
I have now received a short email message from Richard Adcock in La Paz. The phone service was not so badly hit as I thought it might have been. Probably the new wires survived where the old ones would have failed.
Richard reports that the winds in La Paz probably peaked at about 85 knots. The Marisla held its ground, just barely, throughout the night at Pichilingue. The only damage Richard has reported, at this time, is the loss of their dingy dock and the parabolic antenna on top of the apartment. He will send a more complete report later.
Date: Sat, 14 Sep 1996 18:43:33 From: "Richard M. Adcock"Subject: Fausto Thanks to the National Weather Bureau and their forecasts that FAUSTO would make land fall near Todos Santos, then veer Northeasterly, I opted to take Marisla to the nearby small safe harbor of Pichilingue. I sailed at 5PM MDT with the NE blowing probably 20 knots, indeed a fresh wind and a bad omen that a hurricane may very well be approaching. Two hours later I was safely anchored inside Pichilingue Harbor. At the time I considered the pirates (from where the name comes), who must have sailed into the area many years before. And how, more lately, the harbor was used as a coaling station for the Teddy Roosevelt Great White Fleet, which stopped in this very place for fuel before going on to what became the 'round the world cruise. And even more lately, used by the U.S. Navy during World War II as an outpost, complete with airstrip on the island that formed Pichilingue, and 50 U.S. airmen. To this day, descendants with names like Whitney still live on in La Paz. Even now, as the sun began to set and create the most beautiful rainbow, I pondered what tomorrow had in store for me, crew of three, and my ship Marisla. The wind blew NE throughout the night. By 8AM it freshened to maybe 40 knots which got our attention. We started one of our two main diesel engines, moved forward and lowered our second main anchor. This held fast until noon, but now it was apparent that we were dragging anchor, despite the two large Bruce anchors now working. But the windage on the Marisla hull was too great. We weighed anchor and moved to the other side of the port area which seemed more protected from the wind. The bottom was more slime or ooze than the good holding ground we had had during the previous night on the windward side of the bay. We placed both anchors but soon had to repeat the operation again and again. Then the power to the ship's electric propulsion motors failed, at the most critical time, as the ship dragged ever so close to the windward shore. Now the wind is at it's NE peak, maybe 50 or 60 knots. Scud was flying from the white caps and waves, an indicator of wind speed. I ran to the engine room, forgetting that I had bad knees, to try and figure out why the power from the diesel-driven generators was not going into the electric motors. Probably fifteen minutes passed, maybe more, when it occurred to me that the electric fields of the motors had failed. This is supplied by a solenoid relay which had failed. Why I seized on this idea was a miracle! Sure enough, the relay was open. I found a short piece of wood, pressed the contacts and I had power to the motors. Eureka! With a short piece of string and the nimble fingers of my sailor, Silvino, we wrapped the two contacts closed and we were back in business. I ran to the bridge, gave the propeller 100 RPM and moved from the shallow beach behind, kicking up mud as we moved away into the heavy wind. Another few minutes and the ship would have been aground! This was too much for all of us and the ship. We made our way to an empty dock, which took some real doing, where we spent the remaining daylight hours. The eye of the storm passed directly above, as evidenced by a lull in the wind and a blue sky. Mary Lou radioed that the wind had reversed 180 degrees and was more strong than before. We held to the dock with doubled up lines. This morning, Saturday, we recovered one of our two Bruce anchors and headed for La Paz. A radio call from George of the yacht Sun Ray exclaimed that his friend's yacht had gone on the rocks close to Marina Palmira. I offered the assistance of the great strength of the ship to free the yacht "Wipper" from Vancouver, BC. (Owner Julius, the baker, is in the hospital at Vancouver now.) At the high tide of 9:30AM we were successful in pulling her free. I saw three or four other yachts on the same rocky area. Another was in the channel leading into the inner waters of La Paz Harbor, abandoned and with a port list as though it had rain or ocean water inside. The sails had unfurled and were a mess. Nobody was aboard. Palapas for the beaches were down at Coromuel Beach and the public beach just North of the governor's home at Caimancito. The La Concha Beach Resort had lost their new float at the end of their new pier. Litter was all along the beaches as I entered port. Two yachts on my own dock were still there, the Dandelion and the Tetrarch. Sun Ray and Copper Sky had moved off. They anchored across from the abandoned hotel Gran Baja and spent a bad night and day fighting the storm. Copper Sky ended up aground and has since been refloated. Neither at this writing have yet to return to my dock. Our RV park is a mess. Fred's RV suffered no damage whatsoever. A large lemon tree in space #14 was uprooted. Two Benjamin Ficus had fallen over. But the biggest damage was to the Plumaria trees, which are very fragile. Now we have too many branches for planting. The Bougainvilla vines were down throughout the park. Even as I write, the cleanup is going on. Our street, Nayarit, had been destroyed earlier by a heavy rain, and now it is going to take even more repair to get it back to anything like before. Rain water came down the street like a river. The bottom line is that no loss of life has been reported! Several small towns, like Chametla and Centenario were ordered evacuated. My welder-mechanic Rafael, who lives in Chametla refused and he tells me by phone that all is well with him and family. The wind was 80 knots, the strongest of which came out of the Southwest. We have seen worse over the years, but this is the first in many years and an eye opener to the many yachtsmen who now frequent the area.
Date: Mon, 16 Sep 1996 10:38:10 From: Bill KramerSubject: Hurricane Fausto I heard from my son Bruce who lives in Todos Santos and owns Kramer Construction, that the storm hit almost directly on them on Friday. A lot of wind but he had his palapa roof tied down and it made it OK. Most of his trees are down with fruit on the ground but most everything held out fine. He drove into town on Sat. AM (he lives just No. of town on the dirt road out toward the beach ) and said that there were many trees down making driving difficult. Most of the small free standing palapas on lots around town are down. Most everything else seemed OK. No water or electricity but surprisingly the phones were OK. However, he was supposed to call me on Sunday PM (9/15) and he didn't so they could be out now. Good thing is that everyone was OK and he hadn't heard of any injuries or major damage in Todos Santos. Bill Kramer bkramer@callamer.com
Date: Sun, 29 Sep 1996 10:20:40 From: "Richard M. Adcock"Subject: Marina Palmira Went to the Dinghy Dock for dinner and ran into Richard Selene of "No Problemo". He was staying in the Marina Hotel. He flew in to be near his yacht that was standing with all of the others. Indeed, it fell to the starboard side breaking off the mast as it hit the adjoining yacht. The large Philadelphia Pa. yacht to the port side (north) fell against "No Problemo". The two are still laying on their sides. Richard left to the states completely upset with the hotel and with the boat yard. Under terms of the contract displayed by Richard, he had agreed to hold the yard harmless for a host of events, including hurricanes. The yard wrote to Richard claiming no responsibility. Richard could not find any eye witnesses as to what, and what time, things happened. He feels that the big sail boat fell against his yacht, which in turn fell to the third yacht (which did not fall). He does not know to whom, if anybody, to look for damages. The hotel woke him up during the night requiring $300 dollars to cover his bill, then locked him out in the morning while he had temporarily left the room. Richard took many pictures and expects to have the full story published in the various give-aways.