Why won't the leave me space to anchor

Nostrodamus

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For the last five weeks we have anchored in various places around the Balearic Isles.

I agree that most anchorages get fuller than Dolly Partons bras by the afternoon.

What is strange is than we can be anchored in the morning with lots of space all over but I know the next boat in is going to try and anchor closer to me than a surgical glove on a prostrate examination.

The French are masters of this. There is acres of space yet they never check it out... just throw their anchor on my deck and before they have settled they are in the water swimming.

The Italians are even better.. they are swimming before the anchor has hit the water.

Us Brits like a little bit of personal space but the concept is unknown to the Mediterranean countries.

I know if I was the only boat at anchor in a large bay then within the hour I am going to be surrounded by naked Germans and Spanish, bumping into the French and the Italians will be drifting somewhere nearby.
 
It's called the herding effect, many other boats will pop in, have a look and think ooh there's a cluster of anchored yachts here. Must be good holding, simples!

Best example was in Galicia, 2 marked busy anchorages. We opted to anchor alone, nearest boat was half a mile away. Within a few days almost 50 yachts all around us.
 
Nostro hasn't learnt the used-nappies-along-the-lifelines trick yet has he?

And the Muezzin on cockpit speaker

Excellent hints there.
Thinking of very large, boring items of ladies underwear too.

Recorded yapping dog playing as they approach.

Bucket of fake floating turds and wee to chuck overboard when they are close enough to see.

Aerosol of 'boiled cabbage' to spray about to deter down wind approaches.
 
I once caught a London to Glasgow train at Euston, carrying in my hand a bible which I had shortly before bought at a second hand bookshop on Euston Road. Without thought or intent I laid it on the table when I got on the train. Although it became so full that there were people standing in the vestibules and aisles, I had that table - four seats - to myself for the entire journey.

I therefore suggest a nice big banner saying "Have you heard the Good News about Jesus?" and a dinghy at the ready. Should create an exclusion zone a mile or two across.
 
You need a grey bearded old fart with a bald head, khaki underwear and sandals to patrol the decks.

My boat has one.

We're you in Chapman's Pool earlier this season? We anchored just about in shouting range. I know that we were in shouting range because the man on board the other boat shouted "F*** Off"

P.S. I don't really think it was you because he didn't have khaki underwear!!!
 
Go to Norway, young man!

The rule there is one boat per anchorage, yes, it really is or it was when we were there. It was considered bad form then to disturb someone else's provacy.

Mind you, the thought of lots of naked French women surrounding the boat makes your predicament quite attractive ....
 
I once caught a London to Glasgow train at Euston, carrying in my hand a bible which I had shortly before bought at a second hand bookshop on Euston Road. Without thought or intent I laid it on the table when I got on the train. Although it became so full that there were people standing in the vestibules and aisles, I had that table - four seats - to myself for the entire journey.

Knowing my luck I would end up with three religious fruitcakes in the seats and two more stood by the table.

A few years ago just after I had bought my pride and joy of a car, which cost ,ore then than the 2nd boat I've just bought, we went to France. At the hyper market I parked as far away as was humanly possible within the car park to avoid le froggie Braille parkers, much to swmbo's disgust given the distance she had to walk. When we came out the car was surrounded by brit registered cars and the one on swmbo's side was so close she couldn't get in.
 
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