I may have mentioned how the weather forecasts have been rather .... Off the ball , well this evening the forecasters have agreed that the mornings wind will be from the North and brisk, by brisk I actually mean 35 knots.
The wind this morning was 20 knots from the South West so getting to the protected South of the island in preparation for the mornings Northerly wind was a non starter, so we have tucked our selves into San Antonio harbour as far as we dare (along with 40 ish other boats) and anchored.
The wind is forecast to start blowing in in the early hours, which is great when half the boats here don't use anchor lights, we have rigged two anchors, what is down at the moment is for the twenty knots from the South West and a relatively short scope, but when we swing to face North and drop back I will deploy another anchor and extend the scope to sit alongside the first anchor.
I snorkelled the "pitch" earlier, it goes from 7 to 4 meters in a relatively short slope maybe a meter , so I'm planning on dropping the second anchor before we go over the ridge, that way we should hook into the slope as the boat drops back which should help.
Our get out of jail is mark them ( I already have locator floats fitted on the crowns) and cut the anchors loose, then go anchor right in the main fairway which is well protected but a no anchor zone using the big fortress which is rigged in the cockpit on 50m of 12 mm chain and 50 meters of octoplait rope., if that fails we will join the other 40 boats going around in circles by the harbour wall !
Update: so we waited for the expected storm, it was due in at 03:00 , by 09:00 we were still waiting , then the boat slowly swung to face North around 10;00 I let go the second anchor just before we crossed the ledge I had found while snorkelling
Then we sat back and watched the chaos as boat after boat dragged through the anchorage, the worst was a large French centre cockpit boat that had dragged twice, then decided to go ashore leaving the boat completely unattended.
The wind picked up a notch and he slowly dragged back into the Ozzy yacht next to us, several yacht crews were watching and jumped into the dinghy a to help the Ozzy out of trouble.
The french yacht lost it's life raft and smashed the rails against the bow roller of the Ozzy boat before we could drag it clear, I jumped on board and paid out meter after meter of stainless chain from its bow locker before it slowed and stopped dragging.
The owner of the boat came back 4 hours later and was not best pleased at the damage to his boat, fortunately there were plenty of witnesses still anchored in the harbour, I feel sorry for the Ozzy , he picked up anchor and left not long after he was hit, god knows where he went ?
Update : PUNCH AND JUDY DO ANCHORING
We were sat in the cockpit - a cloudy day with the occasional wind gust, the owner of the boat adjacent to us , a French man according to the ensign hadn't spoken to us or acknowledged our existence - hey ho such is life.
He got off his boat and into his tender and spent the next twenty mins pulling the starter cord - as he drifted down wind - normally I'd have offered to help but he seemed an independent sole and started rowing for shore.
Sat there nursing my second brew of the day it was noticeable that the French yacht was slowly dragging and had been dragging since he first anchored earlier that morning .
Down wind of him was a Spanish yacht with a float marking his anchors position - not always a good idea in a busy anchorage - the French boats transom was 5 meters from this float when he came back with a dinghy full of family - still rowing .
He seemed not to notice that this float was now dancing merrily across his transom, even though he had passed it too tie up his dinghy, the family all sat down in the cockpit, seemingly un phased at the proximity of the anchor float or the Spanish flagged yacht.
A gust of wind caught the Frenchman's bow and the yacht veered beam on as the anchor finally gave up its tenuous grip of the sea bed and slid gracefully over the fronds of sea weed that strewn the anchorage, like a carpet of marbles.
They sat in the cockpit clearly not looking astern, I whistled to gain their attention and a Woman sat up , looking my way I called "behind you" the Gaelic arms went up in the air and she sat back down, we called again " behind you" and pointed at the Spanish yacht - now just meters away.
The skipper came from below to see what the commotion was , his face would have made a good picture I'm sure, as the bow of the Spanish yacht was by now overhanging his transom.
It reminded me of watching the Punch and Judy show in Weymouth as a child , sat cross legged on the beach watching Mr Punch, with a sock like alligator behind him and all the young kids screaming sat mesmerised, screaming at the tp of their lungs .....BEHIND YOU ........ BEHIND YOU .........BEHIND YOU ........Mr. Punch
MOJITO at sunset
We have made friends with the local boat hire company and taverna owner where they work from, so much so we have sat there many evenings and watched the sunset from their terrace on the beach, a simple affair but a fantastic location well worthy of a visit
We often meet other people travelling on boats, some in camper vans, some back packing, others .....well others do it their way !
LOVE THIS ONE