The trip back heading into 3 foot waves and a strong wind almost flipped the dinghy.
When I got back to the Goose, we watched as the boat anchored across the bay dragged all the way across (about ¼ mile) right towards us! Back in the dinghy and over to their boat I went only to find nobody was home.
I climbed up, went forward and dropped their second anchor. When I got back to the dinghy I found that it had flipped over! You know what they say… no good deed goes unpunished. So, I flipped it back upright and spent the next 10 minutes trying to get the engine to start as I watched the dinghy paddles slowly get blown away. Finally, the engine caught and it was a mad race to find the paddles before the rest of the storm hit. With Anna’s help (she saw them float by the Goose) I found them and headed back to the boat cold, soaking wet but happy.
After the storm passed, we had a great sunset.
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