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Next gen anchor? Bah humbug....
We pulled into Clifton Harbor in the early afternoon of Dec 31st, to clear into the SVG. I love Union Island and it's always a pleasure to visit there, but as I peered into the harbor from the entrance, I was amazed. The harbor was packed with more boats than I ever imagined it could be. As many as three Lagoon 52's were rafted up on a single mooring, making huge square blocks of water unavailable to yacht or dinghy. The pocket cruisers had snuck between anchored or moored boats as only a pocket cruiser can. In other words, it was a tiny bit congested.
Where oh where was I gonna stick this boat for the 2 hours it usually takes us to get our customers ashore and back, and clear in? There was room in the deep area of the south side of the harbor, but we really didn't want to lay that much chain out for a lunch stop. There were usually a few good spots on the north side, near the Anchorage Hotel, and it was pretty shallow with good holding. I wove through the assembled melange of vessels, nationalities and bikinis, just hoping for that sweet spot.
And there it was, a lil hole. Just at the port stern of a catamaran block and just far enough forward of a single 50+ foot cat to clear her mooring line when we swung. But of course, I'd not be writing this post if things went well, would I?
Unexpectedly, a chain link jammed itself in the spurling pipe. This had never happened before and at that point we had about 70' of chain out in 40' feet of water. OOPs. Now what? Was I going to drag through all these boats with that big Rocna and chain down there, until Nikki cleared the snag? But that's about as far as my thinking went, because I realized that she was coming head to wind and going nowhere. That silly lookin' next gen anchor was holding on less than 2:1 scope! Never drug a foot from where it hit bottom, I guess. Once the jam was cleared, we eased off to about 3:1 and got our business done in Clifton and headed around to spend New Year's Eve in Chatham Bay.
That was one [I]sweet[I] New Year's present for this old guy. And again, thank you Nicholas, for the next gen anchor.
"Any idiot can make a boat go; it takes a sailor to stop one." Spike Africa aboard the schooner Wanderer in Sausalito, Ca. 1964.
“Believe me, my young friend, there is nothing - absolutely nothing - half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats.” ― Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows
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