A little rain overnight, not much. The wind arrives at 8:00 and I am very glad I had left the dock. My weather app tells me of two warnings. I had known about the gale warnings. Now there is a freeze warning.
Breakfast. Read. Relax. The wind is steady out of the northwest, with blasts thrown in now and then. There is a local sailboat anchored about fifty yards to the south. I get glimpses of it has SPARTINA swings to port in the peak winds.
I am surprisingly comfortable on board. Check in with the family, tell them that I am safe and secure. Experiment a little with the GoPro, try to see if I can capture the feeling on the little yawl. The camera swings a bit in the peak of the boom tent and kinda exaggerates the motion, but yeah, it kind of captures the feeling on board.
I nap a bit, catch up on the news. Glancing to port, I notice I no longer have a view of the sailboat anchored nearby. My anchor is dragging. I turn on the gps to confirm.
I go forward and unhook the boom tent so I can access the anchor rode on the starboard side. I also unhook the tent port aft so I can steer with the outboard. Get the outboard running, go forward and haul in the anchor. It is a lot of work against the wind and the waves. Finally get it in, move back to the outboard and power forward back to where I had originally anchored, then move a little closer to the marsh.
I set the anchor and we seem to be doing fine. As a precaution, I use a dock line to add 20 feet to the anchor rode. We are now in about four feet of water with 70 feet of anchor rode. I check the gps, I check Navionics. The anchor is holding.
I fix dinner. Layer on a couple sets of thermals, the wool sweater and two sets of socks. Slip into the sleeping bag as darkness fall.
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