Lots of fun this morning. We decided to get away early because there were forecasted big winds. So a quick coffee, peanut butter on bread and off we went. About 38 feet. Because our anchor was fastened securely to the bottom.
After trying to pull it off with brute force for half an hour or so we finally gave up. Glen donned his bathing suit and dove on the anchor to see the problem. He saw the anchor chain disappear into a maze of steel on one angle and our anchor off in another direction.
Because Glen can hold his breath for an astonishing 12 seconds he thought he would be able to unwind the chain. So down he went, the full 14 feet, to untangle the mess. Well, it turns out that you can't do much in 12 seconds. So Glen floated on the surface for 5 minutes or so, looking at the mess, pondering the problem.
|Blue Pearl, floating idyllically, firmly secured to the bottom|
After a few more futile attempts to use the boat to pull us off, we made the mental decision ($$$) to see about getting professional help. Glen dinghied over to the gas dock to see if someone knew a diver. In 15 or 20 minutes a young man appeared and made towards the dinghy with his mask, snorkel and fins. Glen volunteered to help with the tanks but the diver said he was afraid of tanks and that we should go.
|What he does best... supervise.|
Turns out there was a caterpillar tread on the bottom decorated like a Christmas tree with chains and anchors.
SO IF YOU ANCHOR AT CANE GARDEN BAY, DON'T DROP IT RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE DINGHY DOCK - GO TO ONE SIDE OR THE OTHER.
On the way back Glen asked him what we owed him. He said whatever we thought was fair. So Glen gave him $2. No, actually he gave him everything in his wallet which was $80. Glen was prepared to get him more if he asked. The anchor is worth $400 and 200 feet of chain must be another $200+. We suppose $80 is not bad pay for an hour of work but we wish we had given him more.
So we didn't get away early and we had 25 knots in our teeth for 4 hours. But… we have our anchor!!! And we are in Leverick Bay waiting to cross to Saint Maartin.
|"The World" - anchored off Sir Richard's Necker Island|