We had an exciting night last night:  our anchor fouled- that is, the chain wrapped around it in high winds, and pulled it loose.  The boat had dragged a few hundred feet, inconveniently toward the fishing boats and the harbor.  Lorenzo has an internal alarm for this kind of thing, so he woke me up, and we figured out we were no longer dragging.   That was good- we slept till dawn, then moved the boat to a shallower part of the anchorage.  Here at least we can keep an eye on our anchor.

feline indifference