Montenido
Senior Member
- Joined
- Dec 3, 2014
- Messages
- 386
- Location
- Mexico
- Vessel Name
- Ansedonia
- Vessel Make
- Californian/Carver 52CPMY
Hi folks,
I just returned from a lengthy stay in Mexico, some aboard my boat, and some aboard another boat. I had a very scary anchor dragging incident that I thought I would share. I was anchored with my wife in the south end of a place called "The Hook", on Isla San Francisco, in Baja. We anchored in calm conditions in about 12' on a sandy bottom. For tackle I had a new Manson Supreme 45# on 5/16 chain. I had about 100' of rode out, with 20' snubbers.
This particular spot normally has no waves due to being in the Sea of Cortez. No swell influence, although wind can change that. At this time of year northern winds are the norm, but we were experiencing a southern blow, so I was sheltered from that direction by the point. Anyway, the wind started to build around midnight, and was blowing a full gale within an hour or so. I got up to check on things at about 1:30am and all looked okay. About an hour later I was awakened by the sound of surf breaking on the beach. I looked out the rear port window and saw dry sand about 15' behind my transom! I yelled for my wife to wake up, started the engines, and turned on the windlass.
Fortunately, it was a full moon, so there was some night visibility. In the normally calm bay there were breaking waves across its whole width. Since I was worried that we might already be on the bottom, I used the windlass to pull us into deeper water. As soon as I felt that it was safe, I had my wife put both motors in forward and idle into the waves, while I retrieved our rode. Once we were clear, we motored to the mouth of the small bay and had a chat. It was too rough to head out, so we opted to drop the anchor in about 20' and let out 150" of chain. The anchor grabbed and dug in, but I stayed awake until the sun came up, and had the motors running for a while. Instruments told me that I was securely anchored, but I was not trusting them yet.
When daylight came, it was clear that we were anchored well, and I went to sleep. I was a nervous wreck after this whole ordeal. The wind stayed in the 20s from the south, so we spent another night in the bay. I have to admit that I replaced a 55# delta anchor that came with the boat with the 45# Manson. Why I got a smaller anchor I can not explain. Brain cramp or something. I re-installed the 55# delta for the coming evening, and it held just fine. We headed back to the marina the following day.
I don't know if I didn't set the anchor well enough to begin with, or what. I do think that the 45# was a bit small, and it certainly didn't hold in the initial wind and waves. On my last sailboat, I had an 80# Manson Supreme and loved it. I'm not blaming the anchor, it was just one of a few things that I probably did wrong. Although the incident left me a bit scarred, I do feel that we did everything right when the sh#t hit the fan. My wife was amazing, holding the boat steady in pounding waves and gale force winds, while I scurried about.
Back in the marina, I was able to swap my 45# Manson for a 55# Rocna, which was a great bit of luck. I haven't tried it yet, but it should be a bit better for my 32,000 lb boat. Thanks for reading. All comments and advice are welcomed, even negative stuff. I learned a lot that night that will help me be a better boater. And no, I did NOT use an anchor alarm, but I will from now on.
Cheers, Bill
I just returned from a lengthy stay in Mexico, some aboard my boat, and some aboard another boat. I had a very scary anchor dragging incident that I thought I would share. I was anchored with my wife in the south end of a place called "The Hook", on Isla San Francisco, in Baja. We anchored in calm conditions in about 12' on a sandy bottom. For tackle I had a new Manson Supreme 45# on 5/16 chain. I had about 100' of rode out, with 20' snubbers.
This particular spot normally has no waves due to being in the Sea of Cortez. No swell influence, although wind can change that. At this time of year northern winds are the norm, but we were experiencing a southern blow, so I was sheltered from that direction by the point. Anyway, the wind started to build around midnight, and was blowing a full gale within an hour or so. I got up to check on things at about 1:30am and all looked okay. About an hour later I was awakened by the sound of surf breaking on the beach. I looked out the rear port window and saw dry sand about 15' behind my transom! I yelled for my wife to wake up, started the engines, and turned on the windlass.
Fortunately, it was a full moon, so there was some night visibility. In the normally calm bay there were breaking waves across its whole width. Since I was worried that we might already be on the bottom, I used the windlass to pull us into deeper water. As soon as I felt that it was safe, I had my wife put both motors in forward and idle into the waves, while I retrieved our rode. Once we were clear, we motored to the mouth of the small bay and had a chat. It was too rough to head out, so we opted to drop the anchor in about 20' and let out 150" of chain. The anchor grabbed and dug in, but I stayed awake until the sun came up, and had the motors running for a while. Instruments told me that I was securely anchored, but I was not trusting them yet.
When daylight came, it was clear that we were anchored well, and I went to sleep. I was a nervous wreck after this whole ordeal. The wind stayed in the 20s from the south, so we spent another night in the bay. I have to admit that I replaced a 55# delta anchor that came with the boat with the 45# Manson. Why I got a smaller anchor I can not explain. Brain cramp or something. I re-installed the 55# delta for the coming evening, and it held just fine. We headed back to the marina the following day.
I don't know if I didn't set the anchor well enough to begin with, or what. I do think that the 45# was a bit small, and it certainly didn't hold in the initial wind and waves. On my last sailboat, I had an 80# Manson Supreme and loved it. I'm not blaming the anchor, it was just one of a few things that I probably did wrong. Although the incident left me a bit scarred, I do feel that we did everything right when the sh#t hit the fan. My wife was amazing, holding the boat steady in pounding waves and gale force winds, while I scurried about.
Back in the marina, I was able to swap my 45# Manson for a 55# Rocna, which was a great bit of luck. I haven't tried it yet, but it should be a bit better for my 32,000 lb boat. Thanks for reading. All comments and advice are welcomed, even negative stuff. I learned a lot that night that will help me be a better boater. And no, I did NOT use an anchor alarm, but I will from now on.
Cheers, Bill