Please stop reading now if you have no sense of humor...or will be upset about a wee bit of fun with a subject so serious as this... or better yet, just skip this all together and print it out for bathroom reading as it really contributes nothing to this informative thread.
Well, thanks to my esteemed YC commodore, and Halekai's posts I now consider myself an expert in "dropping the old hook" as it were.
Allow me to relate to the play by play from my first anchoring experience.
We're on the Magothy. Friday nights with the YCCSC... showers on and off ...humidity 110% ....wind -3kts out of N by NSWE (Chesapeake sailors will know what I mean...) Pretty standard conditions.
The raft up was planned for about 730pm and wouldn't you know it...a race broke out before hand. This happens sometimes... I'm not sure how it was decided but Chuckles threw a bunch of signs out on the side of his boat and we all drifted in a little circle. Some had to be pushed by Chuckles in the right direction.
I managed to drift the course faster than my under-beer'd competitors. (the reason I knew they didn't have enough beer will become evident later...)
So...as I blasted at 0.0000005kts over the finish line to win by 17 minutes and 0.5 boat lengths... (you need that kind of resolution on your speed instruments on the Magothy) Chuckles hails me on the VHF. Here is a transcription of that most informative conversation, as my Commodore mentors me through this most serious of tasks....
The bay, and most of it's rivers are about 250 ft. deep. That's right... the problem is... it's only a very thin layer of water (usually about 10 ft) that covers about 240ft. of mushy black mud. Some people call the mud "the bottom"...
back to the VHF:
Chuckles: "Craig, do you have your VHF on?"
(apparently he did that a few times.. then just screamed over)
Chuckles [screaming]: CRAIG!! VHF 68...!!!
Craig [VHF]: Hi CHuck!
Chuckles [VHF]: Hi Craig, how do you say the name of your boat?
Craig: "ser" like in ceramic and "sha" like "sha la la la la"...
Chuck: Riiiiiight... ok...so you wanna raft up?
Chuck: Ok well we usually anchor right over there in about 5 ft. of water, what do you draw?
Craig: um....I like to draw mountain scenes (I'm thinking ... what the hell?)
Chuckles: No, how much water does your boat need to not hit bottom?
Craig: OOOohhh ... heh about 4 ft.
Chuck: Well it seems I've got to wait a while till everyone crosses, why don't you go over there and anchor and when everyone crosses we'll raft up to you.
Chuck: Craig you copy that?
Craig: Yeah... um anchor.. never done that before....
Chuck: Do you have an anchor? Yes you do... I see it on the front of the boat... What kind is it?
Craig: Hold on let me check....
I ran to the front of the boat... and called Chuck
Craig: [very proud] Chuck, we're in luck... it's metal...must be a good one! I knew Sabre wouldn't skimp out.
Chuck: Riiiiight.. Ok.. .Is it attached to the boat?
Craig: Wow! Look at this.. a little door and everything! And here's another metal one! I've got two!
Chuck: Ok... .I think we'll just need one.
Craig: Pretty cool that I have a spare huh? DO you have two? You've got two hulls...! DO you need two?
Chuck: Yes. Very cool.. no I .. nevermind... Now free-up the rode and make sure ... wait...what I mean is.. the rope...that's attached to your anchor on the front... not the spare.... make sure you have it all untangled...and on deck.. When that's done call me back.
Craig: Ok.. all done....
Chuck: Do you have chain attached to the anchor before the rope?
Chuck: How much?
Chuck: Ok..... Well when the boat stops moving forward bump it into reverse and drift backwards... Lower (don't drop) the big metal thing and then slowly let out the chain until you let about 80 or so feet out. Snug it up a few times on the way out, tie it off and then put it in reverse a bunch and try to pull it out.
Yadda yadda... that all worked just fine.. I prefer my method of just aggressively dropping the big parking finger that's below the keel... but you know.. when you belong to a yacht club.. you've got to "keep up...."
Turns out.. I thought the other competitors were monitoring 68, but no one came up and rafted with me except Chuck.. just got some some nervous laughter when I tried to contact them over the VHF.... I figure it was because they ran out of beer. (It was a long race...)
Chuckles, his lovely wife and their friend rafted up next to Dad and I and we had a great time touring each other's boats and hanging out.
After an hour or two Chuckles had to head in. I had to get the big metal thing off the "bottom".... What a freakin' mess that was.... Most of the mud came up with the metal thing... I mean.. how unlucky was I? The pointy end dug in and the shovel part scooped up like 20lbs of mud.. which ended up ALL OVER the front of my boat... Some mud even made it into the new secret door compartment which I had just found. (Gonna take off the anchors and make a beer cooler out of that puppy btw.. pics to follow...it even has a drain for melting ice..)
So anyway. In the future.. I'll just throw out a rope off the front (for looks)and drop the parking finger..I figure no-one will know the difference.
See ya'll soon in a cozy cove!