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If you found this blog via a link from a cruising site ~ we did cruise Mexico on our Ocean 49 cat for a season. See the first text box on the right for links to our preparations, trip down Baja, life in Mexico, cruising and trip back up to SoCal. Unfortunately we are back to the grind in the USA...

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Anchoring...


I could write an entire blog about anchoring...
There are the "yellers".
The "lemmings".
The "draggers".
The "under-anchorers".
The "under-scopers".
The "over-scopers and let's take up the entire anchorage ones".
The "anchor twelve timers".
And the "back up at 10 knotters".

I watched one boat that fit in to most of the above categories.
We will call them "Dum" for now...
"Dum" came in and first started to be a "lemming"...
You know anchor right next to us.
So we could pass the mustard by using a 4' boat hook.
Or by not even using a boat hook.
Then "Dum" proceeded to be a "yeller".
The man up on the bow was yelling at the wife to go forward 10 feet, go to port 27', back up at 10 knots while the chain is going out, do this, do that, blah, blah, blah.
They then proceeded to be a "over-scoper".
Putting out 250' of chain in 15' of water.
While backing up at 10 knots.
No time to let the anchor settle in before backing up.
Too much speed.
Too much chain.
Needless to say, they then turned into a "dragger".
Then after trying to anchor 5 times, they left the anchorage.
Ahhh... peace once again.

Another time, another place we watched a boat we will call "Vain".
He was a quiet yeller, not yelling at his crew, but yelling at other boats that were anchoring too close to him.
But then the wind came up and who drug?
"Vain".

The "under-anchorers" have a 12 lb anchor for a 47' boat.
The "under-scopers" put 38' of chain out in 37' of water yeah, that's going to work.

We, on "Meekat" are perfect have so many years of anchoring together we don't even talk.
Hand signals no, not that one work for us.
No yelling.
No embarrassment later when we meet the people on the boat next to us.
We could, however be considered an "over-anchorer".
We have an 88 lb anchor...
No dragging.
No bumping other boats.
Ask us about the time we hit bottom though...

5 comments:

"Seattle" Heather said...

My boyfriend just upgraded his anchor to a Danforth 45 lbs. We found out that for Washington, that bad boy really isn't the best for our waters with the amount of mud and seaweed we can encounter. We generally use hand signals for anchoring or he'll come over the intercom system to tell me how many feet of water we're in. However it was difficult to come up with a hand signal for too much seaweed-so I became the "Yeller" because he sucks at reading lips! LOL

jomamma said...

I learn something new everyday! I bet people watch you and Jim and think, "look at them... they actually think they can do that without saying a word? Look at them, they think they are so smart because they did it right the first time... Look at them... why can't we be that good? It's all your fault..." then the hand signals start.

Alaskan Dave Down Under said...

My dad used to use a 60 pound Bruce with 300 feet of chain (used a 3 or 4 to 1 scope depending on the situation) plus a snubber for a 1982 Hood 38. Never ever drug anchor even in 80 knots sustained and 100 knot gusts.

Of course, she did tend to be a bit bow heavy... But she sure could plow through the waves going upwind :)

Alaskan Dave Down Under said...

Oh yeah, we met ALL of your anchoring catagory type boaters... Very annoying.

Everyone knew Ghostrider wouldn't budge under anchor so most of our friends would raft up to us! Had 4 on each side one time and never moved :)

The SHALS said...

Loved ALL the beautiful pictures from the Sea, as well as your adventures. What a treat. Wonderful memories to add to those on the mainland.

As for anchoring, we've witnessed your calm, quiet, hand-signals and marvel at the ease with which you tackle the challenge of anchoring. You are more in the stealth mode.

We love you and axiously wait to hear more. Alan and Susan