Have you ever found the perfect waterfront boaters’ bar? I’m still searching, but I know what it looks and smells like. It’s right on the waterfront — you can dinghy right up to it, hop ashore and stumble back to the dink at the end of the evening. The clincher: when you’re in the mood for mischief, you can bring up a story about your favorite anchor and before you know it there will be a near riot!
Strong men and women have fled from many a boating forum in tears after
near-death experiences in anchor threads. Why is this? Like one’s
religion, or lack thereof, it is part nurture, part experimentation,
part preaching, part experience and part blind faith. Most boaters move
back and forth through these stages in their voyaging careers, but many
settle in one category or another and will defend their positions
vehemently, just like their religions.
Where do you fall on the spectrum? The “nurture” folks are the ones who
learned to use anchor X and will never even look at another. They
probably have their favorite anchor tattooed on their biceps. The
experimenters are the ones who are never quite sure they’ve found their
true love. The preachers are the ones who have experimented and now KNOW
IT ALL! The experienced ones are likely to carry an array of steel and
aluminum that makes their decks look like the beaches of Normandy
covered with tank traps. The blind-faithers often have a single enormous
anchor perched on the bow shackled to oversized chain and backed up
with a windlass that could lift the entire boat.
To read the rest of this article go to Ocean Navigator where it was originally published in the May/June 2015 issue.