We had an interesting evening night before last. We were sitting at anchor in Spanish Waters,
Curacao where we have been for about 2 weeks now. It was after dinner and we were relaxing in
the cockpit. We had noticed the above
vessel with their running lights on and thought that they were going to leave
after dark. Not unusual at all – two
other boats left about 1-2 hours prior for Aruba.
Anyway, this vessel has been anchored for several days off
our starboard quarter almost ¼ mile back (D says I exaggerate so a football field). The day they came into the anchorage, our
friends on Celtic Rover said they had dropped the hook in front of us and
almost drifted into our bow. Anyway, I
digress.
As one can see from the picture, it is a beautiful and
pretty new boat. We have spoken about
the vessel a few times and Darrell commented that if he had a great big pretty
boat like that, he wouldn’t store 29 fenders on the deck. First red flag should have been raised.
Anyway, last night the two boats left the anchorage and one
was a catamaran in almost the exact position of this boat now – a boat length
or two off our starboard beam. The
catamaran left around 6pm while it was still fairly light outside to get
through the channel leading to the ocean.
About two hours later, this boat decided to move. No big deal, right? Well, they had to use spotlights to see the
anchor as they were lifting it because it was now dark. As the anchor chain came up, they moved
nearer and nearer our boat. A second red
flag should have been the dinghy that was not raised for ocean going as they
dragged it over the water by it’s lift points, beam to the waves.
Finally, Darrell got out our spotlight (after several
repositions with their loud bow thruster) to be sure that they were not going
to dislodge OUR anchor chain. YES, they
moved nearly a quarter of a mile as they pulled in anchor chain and had dropped
it almost on top of our chain! They
proceeded to re-anchor in almost the exact same spot and drop back a reasonable
amount.
Anyway, this picture is taken the next morning from our
cockpit. Not sure what that was all
about the other night but they are now closer than I would like given questionable
judgment and the number of fenders that they deem necessary in their cruising
lifestyle. We will see what the next
couple of days brings. Eau de la vie –
means water of life. A French name for a
German flagged vessel??
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