|... a large quiet bight behind a narrow and slightly tricky entrance. If memory serves, on the way in Jon tried to pass on the wrong side of an islet; this was most uncharacteristic, as his navigation is usually meticulous and accurate. I was standing lookout on the bow, waving frantically at the helmsman as Full Moon slowly approached some unfriendly looking rocks :-) Jon deftly stopped the boat and backed away for a second try. In these remote places, the consequences of error might be severe indeed; we are both relieved to get the hook down without further incident. Once inside, we found a landlocked anchorage of perfect calm and peace. Jon took a nap and I wandered off in my kayak for a look around.