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Paul
Last weekend we anchored for a couple of nights in Little Narragansett Bay, right next to the little Rhode Island town of Watch Hill. A great little place.We arrived early on Saturday, so there was lots of room.The surprising thing was, by Saturday evening there was still tons of room. There was at least a quarter mile between the buoy that marked the northern edge of the anchorage and the closest boat. And, since there's no channel through the anchorage--it's like a cul-de-sac--there was absolutely no reason not to take advantage of the privacy.But instead of using all this wonderful space, boaters insisted on jamming themselves in between the boats already anchored, as if they somehow feared being all alone out there. One guy in a spankin new Beneteau 311 anchored within 20 feet of us.I admit I was too lazy to move. He eventually did, clearly a nice guy a little short on experience.Why do they do it??One guy and his poor wife drove back and forth through the anchorage for an hour -- I am not exaggerating, one hour -- dropped a couple of times, but then aborted when they drifted unexpectedly close to their neighbors. And no windlass, what a good sport she was! If they had just headed out into the open area, they could have thrown their anchor over blindfolded and immediately started their happy hour.Somehow, we managed not to whack one another as we all swung completely around the compass over a 24-hour period when a low pressure system passed by.Next time, I'll just go straight to that buoy at the edge of the anchorage. Do you suppose other boats will crowd around me thinking that I need company?Paulsv Escape Artisth336