It's a pretty run, but care must be taken to avoid areas where rocks lay in wait for unwary boaters. Helpful cottagers often mark these rocks with bottle floats. In one season a few years ago, at least half a dozen boats from our marina damaged their props on these rocks lying just under the surface.
We arrived without mishap, and again, we had the whole place to ourselves, with our pick of anchorages. We headed for a small beach, next to a narrow cut through to another bay. We thought there was a sign posted indicating no fires allowed, which was fine with us.
Michael set the anchor perfectly, and began to back towards the beach to set a stern anchor. As we got closer, I was able to actually read the sign, which in fact said 'No Anchoring'. Trust us to pick the only place in the whole bay!!
So we upped anchor, and slowly cruised to our second choice based on the projected winds. Again, we set the anchor, and waited to make sure everything was OK. The wind gusts were not coming from the direction they should have been, according to the weather reports, and we were soon beginning to drift around the anchor in entirely the wrong direction.
So we upped anchor again, and headed for a large, shallow area where we could anchor and swing all the way around and not hit anything. It was such a rough day, Michael decided we should go to Henry's for supper, and I quickly agreed!
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