The low overcast skies are still with us this morning, but the wind is only blowing about 5 knots. “What a miserable night. We rocked and rolled all night.”, Al said. I must have been dead to the world, because I never felt a thing. The seas did look rather strange, however, considering the wind was only blowing 5 knots. There was lots of disturbance on the water…. strange.
By 0700 hrs, Al was pulling the anchor. Unfortunately, when the anchor broke the surface of water, Al could see that the chain was wrapped around the shank of the anchor. “We’ve got a real problem. The chain is knotted around the anchor. I’ll need you to help me up here.” he yelled. “Could you sort it out at the dock in Montague?”, I asked. “Yeah, but if we need to anchor before we get there, we’re screwed.” So, Al tied a rope around the anchor and I wrapped the rope around the anchor winch. He was able to muscle the 65 pound anchor up to where he could take some slack off the chain, while I kept tension on the rope, just in case he lost it. It was a struggle, but he was able to get the anchor untangled and dropped back over the side without either of us getting hurt. He is one tough dude. In all our years of boating we’ve never experienced this situation. It’s a real head scratcher.
Once underway, we were delighted to find sea conditions just as perfect as yesterday.

In four hours we were pulling into Montague Harbour. It’s early in the season, so we were able to anchor just off the fuel dock. In no time, we were connected to the Marina’s WiFi. After dinner, we dinghyed in for delicious ice cream cones. Summer has officially begun.