November 12

Another light day with an eight o'clock start faced us today. We were headed for this scene at Minum Creek where we had anchored before on our trip north. While the day was fairly normal, I was accused of anchoring on a crab pot by an angry waterman. There was no pot where I anchored when we arrived. It would make no sense that since I was first in the anchorage that I would choose to run over a pot's buoy risking its line tangling in my prop and then put my anchor in a spot where it could get involved with a crab pot. The young man left without further incident. Then a large catamaran came in and did anchor right on top of a crab pot. He decided to move after a few minutes of indecision. He moved to the other side of us and put his anchor very close to us. I had to keep watch until the tide turned to make certain we would circle inside him. It was about a boat length at one point but I decided that was enough and decided not to worry about it. Annette baked bread and who can be unhappy when fresh bread is cooling in the galley.