Our second day in Holbrook Harbor

Day 17:  July 15, 2015

We awoke to a pleasant light rain shower.  It was one of those showers that consisted of billions of tiny drops that really soaks you when caught unprepared.  We enjoyed sausage gravy on toast again this morning.

Morning fog in Holbrook Harbor

The wind was calm and the fog came forth and completely enveloped our world.  It turned out to be a day of hanging out on the boat.  We read, did little chores and have enjoyed the peaceful quiet of a foggy morning.

We prepared our typical lunch of taco/PBJ and read some more.  At around 2:00, the wind started howling and the peaceful cove began to develop chop.  The wind was blowing directly on us through the opening into the large Penobscot River so it had

An osprey winging by

significant fetch to build some waves.  We have an anchor drag alarm on our chartplotter and were confident that we were not dragging.  I kept checking various landmarks and in time became convinced that we were indeed dragging.  We had anchored fairly close to shore so we quickly donned our rain gear, fired up the motor and pulled the anchor heading out looking for a more secure place to moor.

 

We headed up wind until we came to the lee side of an island.  This was a well-protected site from the waves but the wind was still a factor.  We dropped our anchor in 18 feet of water, a depth that I usually avoid because, at

Second Wind at rest in Holbrook Harbor

that depth I need to put out about 125 feet of anchor rode to be really secure.  And, we were in a fairly low tide so that depth would increase by about 8 feet.  We have about 18 feet of chain on the end of our rode so that cuts down the requirement. 

I put out 100 feet of rode and got a good set in a mud bottom with our anchor but as the tide continued to fall, it appeared that we could swing dangerously close to the shallow shore.  So, I took the backup anchor out in the Dink and set it in a direction that would keep the boat from swinging into the shallows in what is called a “Bahama Style Mooring.”

Fog is lifting

A dragging anchor is a real concern but for once it happened in the middle of the day rather that at 3:00 in the morning.  It is a lot easier to pick a new anchorage when you can see where you are going.

By now the sun was shining and it was a beautiful day except for the fact that there was still a strong breeze that had a bite to it.

For evening dining pleasure, we enjoyed hors d’oeuvres in the form of sardines, a glass of white wine and pork chops with mac and cheese.  For dessert, we enjoyed a piece of blob carrot cake.

"Red sky at night, .........."  We will sleep well.

Janine finished her book and broke out another and I am still grinding through a Louis L’Amour western.  Bed time came at around dark which is about 9:00.