This past Saturday evening, my husband and I went to the beach. We go once a year. We waded out in waist high water and had fun jumping into the waves, which were larger than usual. The life guards were flying the yellow flags. We made sure we stayed away from the nearby fishing jetty. All of a sudden we couldn’t touch the bottom.
We tried to swim but couldn’t. Then we found ourselves over rocks that were sharp and jagged – probably left from the hurricane. We tried swimming more but it was very hard. It took a bit to realize we were in a rip current. The waves kept breaking over my head and I was getting tired. I started to panic. I kept calling my husband to save me. I was so scared. I also didn’t think the life guard was still there.
It seemed like a long time and I finally got back on the rocks. I would swim with the wave then plant my feet in the rocks to hold me when the water rushed out. It was very hard. I finally made it to shore but my husband didn’t. I was worried he would be too tired because he kept coming back for me. I prayed to God to stop the waves and give me strength. He did. I got the life guard and he got my husband.
I have never been so terrified in my life. I wish I had read about rip currents before this happened. I’m 51 and my husband is 54. We are in fair shape. If we hadn’t been we may not have made it.
– Cindy, East Coast
Originally posted on http://www.nws.noaa.gov/ripcurrents/real_life.shtml