Deep-Trouble reports: Day 2

This is part of a 4-days journey report

Day 2:

• Dan Ka Wan ->
• Grass Is. (called Dennis to check weather forecast and tide) ->
• Middle Is. (lingered around light house for no good reasons) ->
• Wong Chuk Kok Tsui -> Double Haven -> Crooked Is. (somehow managed to get lost. paddled around and around the Islands trying to find my bearing, and lost my primary map in the process... it just sank into the bottom of the ocean >_<) ->
• Sa Tau Kok (emergency landing for bowel-emergency... ^_^;; Also started hallucinating and talking to the clouds...) ---->
• turned around to head for TPC, suddenly turned foggy and couldn't see the boat that was right next to me a minute ago, then it started thundering without rain. Freaked out, turned off GPS, cell phones and radio. Five minute later the mist just spontaneously disappeared and I could see again. Felt very uncertain. Paddled on and on for 6 hours without the illusive TPC in sight and kept wondering if I'm heading the wrong direction.)
• Finally saw TPC at sunset. Wasted a lot of time taking pictures, had to paddle near-shore to look for appropriate landing sites. Paddled against the crashing waves until I turned around the south-east cape, and whoa! suddenly I started surfing with the waves behind me, and next thing I knew, a tall wave came crashing down from above my head, I managed to stay upright but all my decktop gears got washed off and my spraydeck was undone. Kayak filled to the cockpit combing with water and was very unstable. and then, ANOTHER dump surf crashed down from behind me and I thought I was a goner. Briefly lamented the fact that I was sitting on, instead of wearing, my PFD. Have never been so focused in my entire life. Entire mind just focused on bracing and balancing the watercraft, it's more than I can hope for, somehow I survived the second dump surf without capsize, but lose control (can't steer with kayak filled to the brim) and crashed into the rocky landing site -- then the water receded. Without meaning to do it, I managed an accidental seal landing.
• watched the dump surf crash against the rock shores for a long time, saw some of my equipments washed back to the shore so I snatched what I could. Recovered my electronic gears, towline and paddlefloat, but lost all my sport drinks, drinking water, snacks, compass, flashlight, clipboard with pencil and notes, insect repellents, whistle. (can't remember what else.)
  
• So happy to get the electronic gears (esp the cellphone) back; tried desperately to call but there was no signal. Was exhausted but continued to climb and hike around the Island to look for signals, but found nothing. I've never needed to debrief so badly. Needed to hear myself say "I've landed and I am safe." Felt acutely helpless.
  
• checked notes on tide and noticed it's going to keep rising through the night. Tried to move kayak and gears up and through the rocks but found I had no energy left to complete the task. Moved all gears and dry bags one by one to higher ground in the dark through the rocky terrain, without the help of flashlight. Was wet, cold, and relentlessly assaulted by mosquitos. Realized there was no way I could lift the kayak all by myself and climb through the rocks. Finally decided to tie kayak to one of the big rocks with towline and started to make camp.
• bivy still soaking wet =_= Changed into "birthday suit" and hang wet clothes on paddle to dry. Rain cloud started moving closer and closer, it's also thundering on the other side of the small hill.
  
• Found the only "food" item left from inside my cockpit-- a jar of peanut butter -- with no drinking water to wash it down with. Was hungry enough that I tried to eat peanut butter with a stick but was soon overwhelmed with dehydration and disgust. Eventually gave up peanut butter despite intense hunger.
  
• Lied down to look at the stars, occasionally a motorboat sails by and I thought about shouting for helps. Eventually convinced myself "I'm tougher than that."
  
• the rain cloud finally moved over to my side of the island. Whipped out an emergency space blanket and curled up naked inside it. Started shivering, was cold, hungry and exhausted. Briefly thought about Charles Dickens and Victor Hugo. Talking about Les Miserables...
• drifted in and out of sleep. Kept wishing the sun would rise so I could paddle out to find signals and call Dennis or Fred...