Naturism as selfdefence

beach gallery 'd bought with virtually the last of my cash for f1500. We had many experiences, not least was the oil pressure on the engine going AWOL. But finally beach blondes did fetch up in St Lucia. There my lady friend Helen rejoined us and one of the crew left.
Our next stop was the island of Bequia, the pilot publication warned that the holding for the anchor in the primary bay was not so great and to be attentive of yachts dragging their anchors. Yet we didn't hit anything and came to rest in a relatively sheltered place. Myself and buddy Edmund donned snorkels and masks and dived to assess said anchor, it was not dug in very well at all, so I stacked some rocks on it. Subsequently after surfacing we set another anchor out to make sure. The problem was that the sea bed wasn't too deep sand over coral, along with the anchor was having trouble biting.


A few nights later during another squall I had my slumber disturbed by the unmistakable sound of double diesels going hard astern, on issuing from my bunk and running topsides I saw a sizable catamaran quite close to our bow taking evasive action. He'd clearly pulled his anchor and only managed to miss us and regain his gear before going off to try again somewhere else.
This scenario was rein acted many times over our stay in the various Islands. We didn't pull, with no engine we couldn't afford to, so we put down tons of chain and an additional anchor at every stop. You beloved fellow naturist s will like the answer I found to this issue.
The group of yacht uses we'd most trouble with were the ones who charter their yachts, many of these individuals have not had lots of expertise in Anchoring, and there is quite plenty of technology to what on the surface appears a simple manoeuvre. These folks, tend not to have spent big quantity of time in close proximity to others as in a tiny yacht environment. These people are the sort that never have come face to face with bare human bodies except in certain situations. In fact I found that if I seemed naked in the cockpit while I read a book and waved to the recently arriving charter yachts of an evening, they would go right around to the different side of the bay, "hey presto" problem sorted!)