When the stick comes down offshore, the first thing you notice isn’t the silence—it’s the new soundtrack of wire thrumming, blocks clacking, and something you’d rather not be dragging along the topsides. That’s your cue to slow your heart rate, get people clipped in, and stop the boat from doing any more creative damage.
After that, the work is less “invent a mast” and more “build something boring that holds.” A jury rig that keeps the bow where you point it, sheds load kindly, and can be eased in a hurry will get you farther than any heroic spread of canvas. We’re after control, not bragging rights.