To say it was a hell of a day at sea, would be putting it mildly!!! The day started out like any other day. We got up and high tailed it out of Atlantic City. Afternoon storms were predicted so we wanted to be at the next anchorage by then.  Cruising along the Atlantic Carl had asked me to take the helm while he looked at the chart, he needed to check the depth as waves were breaking in the distant . He said not to worry it was 8 ft deep there and we would be fine!!! He took the helm back and choose to try to steer around the waves only he didn't make it on time. We ran aground at 6 knots....As we hit the 25lb CQR (anchor) and 60ft of chain flew off the deck and into the water.. Waves 6ft high we breaking just behind our dingy and water was forced up our transom, over the stern and into the cockpit and cabin.. Water was coming in fast..The treacherousness sea had a hold of us.. Carl yells for me to pull the anchor.  I climbed to the front of the boat, no easy task with wave swamping our boat, but I wasn't strong enough to pull it. I yelled to Carl I couldn't pull it so we traded places. He couldn't pull it either so I got him his buck knife and he cut the anchor line. While all of this was going on the engine stopped...Waves were slamming us from behind, water was everywhere. I was sure we going down. Carl raised the jib sail.  When all of a sudden it was all over , the slamming of the waves and sail  had set us free. After it beat us up for a time , it let us go.. The motor wouldn't start.. Sails were set up we needed to leave the area fast....All of us had been terrified.... Bella and I were shaking...  When we were a safe distant away, we dropped anchor so Carl  could check out our prop. Carl got his wet suit on, tied himself to the stern and jumped in the ocean. All the line we had lost was wrapped around the prop. The chain and anchor had been cut away by the prop but line was wound in there tight. I handed Carl his buck knife and he went to work. It took about 6 or 8 dives and 20 minutes and he had it all loose. Once he was back on the boat the  aftermath clean up began. The chart book was drenched, we were barely able to touch it without it ripping. Water had gotten into the galley, the gangway and just about everything else. Back to swabbing..Underway again.. As we were nearing out port with only about a mile to go the skies opened up.. Yeah a trencheial down pour.... All of us got in our life jackets this time.... The waves got higher and it was very difficult to see..There were no other boats around us when it started but suddenly there were lots of them. Everyone running for cover in port.. The rain was starting to ease up as we headed in with rocks on both sides of the inlet.. and what do you think happened the engine quit.. Oh no not again.. Now we had to get the sails up fast and get moving so we weren't pushed into the rocks. Sails up and ready to take the turn into the anchorage area.. There were so many cones marking the area it was hard to tell where to go and we bumped ground again.., with the sails up..We spun around and broke free. Moving along a man yells from shore.. "Don't go that way "  We had full sails and we had to stop. So Carl ran to drop the main while I pulled in the jib sail..  Carl dropped anchor right there.. amazing how fast we can move..Finally the boat was stopped in a safe place .. Perplexed, Carl had to find out why the boat had a fuel problem again.. I wasn't to happy... Below he went .Two tow boats stopped by to see if we needed any help and we told them we were working on it and would call if we needed them. All of the fitting he had done before were fine it was the fuel filter this time.. He hadn't put them in with the right amount of gaskets so it came loose.. This time he figured out how to get them all on and says it won't happen again.. Hope it doesn't... Rain began to pour down again so we waited to pull anchor and get to the right anchorage..  Once at our final destnaion , we sighed a sense of relief.. As we sat in the cockpit an parade of long line fishing boats went by full of people.. We think it must have  been a funeral as all were flying black flags on there buoys .. Maybe someone was lost at sea. Once out they all sounded their horns and returned to dock..The rest of the evening was quiet as we set in the cockpit, had dinner and drinks and talked about what had happened on this day.. We were able to say we had worked well as a team in the dangerous situations that had occurred . No matter what happened today, I couldn't have made it threw it without Carl. Today we seat at anchor waiting for the seas to calm down, and  our next weather window.. Anchored in Barneget Inlet New Jersey with Bella resting on a pillow, with all  enjoying the beautiful calm place were at....And the adventure continues...