After looking at the calendar, and ticking off all the places we want to visit, we decided we’d better head get a move on and head to Hevenor this morning.

We had a beautiful day for traveling and made Hevenor in a little over an hour. Al anchored in front of the pretty waterfall at the head of the inlet.

Big mistake!

It was about mid-tide on a spring tide that was going down. Pretty soon rocks started to appear uncomfortably close. Then the wind piped up, gusting to 35 knots. Then the 10 ft. alarm went off. Time to move. Al went up to pull the anchor, while I manned the helm. Then the alarm went off again and we were in 8.2 feet of water. It seemed like Al was taking forever pulling that anchor, but eventually he got it up and we were out in safe depths again. We re-anchored in the lee of a point, where we had spotted a wolf sitting on a rock years ago. We don’t have the waterfall to look at, but we’ll spend a much less stressful night.