The Missouri Ozarks have a feature called Elephant Rocks. They are huge granite boulders sitting on top of granite ledges. In Seal Bay, granite ledges abound. They have the texture of elephant skins, adorned with seaweed skirts. Last night, we stayed in Seal Bay after leaving Rockland and going through the Fox Island Thoroughfare on Vinalhaven. We first ducked into Winter Harbor. Brio runs out of adjectives to describe beauty. That's the problem here. Remote and isolated are two more overused adjectives. They also apply.
Here's a granite knob standing proud half way into Winter Harbor. You can see the knob on the chart below. It is the hill with 163 at its top.
Looking ahead, the view is of our arriving between two hills with a wilderness beyond. You can see the knob on the right.
We went to the head of Winter Harbor and then turned around. We retraced our path back to the entrance into Seal Bay, turned sharp right and slowly nosed our way between shoal areas, shallows and tight passages all the way to the head. That's where we dropped our anchor to spend the night.
These elephant backs were at every turn. The swirling water marked shoals that were maybe a foot below the water surface. These would cause Brio a problem!
But we did finally anchor and spent a glorious night with only a few boats anchored near us.
This seems to be a human trait and a boating tautology. Once a boat has anchored all by herself in some remote cove, it is just a matter of time before other boats come flocking in and nestle near the first boat. Of course, the original captain and crew try to be as threatening as possible to scare the newcomers away. It rarely works. So, Brio knows she is part of a social group who is attracted to other pretty boats. She's very accepting.
Cheers,
Brio
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