|Dive tanks are at the bottom of the locker|
Anyway, we could now see a line and float bobbing about near the stern but pulling on it had no effect. AND we were now anchored securely in position by a tight submerged line. So next the dive gear and tank came out of it's stowage places scattered all around the boat and a good 10 minutes of sawing away in the 9C water set us free. All the gear was then stowed away for travel. During all this fooling about on and under the rolling boat, Mary Anne happily snapped away with the camera. This annoyed me greatly but, looking back, It seems to have been such a good idea that I no longer remember why it angered me.
|We hover under mains'l alone while Amundsen Spirit passes|
The wind, of course, moved ahead of us at this point. So, to shorten an endless story, we tacked up to and into the Milford Haven [Wales] entrance, negotiated with Harbour Control to allow our course to one side of the wind and then the other through the shipping lanes between the super-tanker movements, talked to the gunnery range safety officer, alternated rapid movements under all sail with loafing under mainsail alone [waiting to be allowed across various channels] and, finally, anchored in the roads at Dale just inside Milford Haven on the Cleddau River.
It is now the following morning and blowing 20 knots across the anchorage from the north - the direction we want to go next. Soon I'll put the dive gear back on, see what happened this time and render us mobile once again.
|The peaceful anchorage at the end|