The winds shifted a bit and the pretty Oyster anchored upwind of me was probably pretty hard aground in the morning and I heard them rev up the engines and weigh anchor at 06:00. Otherwise it was another office day in the morning until āAraluenā, a Footloose charter catamaran, wrapped the dinghy painter on the port propeller and were trying to maneuver and anchor very close to my boat. In the end I ended up diving on their boat for a bit over an hour to cut away the remnants of the line – the narrow crevice between saildrive and prop made it quite difficult and timeconsuming; I’d brought my hacksaw, needle-nosed pliers and dental picks from Zanshin along and needed them all. I visited Saba Rock again for happy hour this night, after work, and I chatted with Sarah and Paul from Poet Warrior for a long time and too many drinks and a great time!
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