Naturism as self defence.

In 2011 I was sailing an extremely beaten up schooner called “Gloria” around the Caribbean islands which make up the Grenadines. This schooner I’d bought with practically the last of my money for f1500. There my lady friend Helen re joined us and among the crew left.
Our next stop was the island of Bequia, the pilot publication warned that the holding for the anchor in the main bay wasn’t too good and to be attentive of yachts dragging their anchors. We came in during a gale power squall, complete with horizontal rain (warm), without an engine the manoeuvre was a trifle challenging. However didn’t hit anything and came to rest in a fairly sheltered area. Myself and buddy Edmund donned snorkels and masks and dived to check said anchor, it was not dug in very well at all, so I stacked some rocks on it. Afterward after surfacing we put another anchor out to make sure. The issue was that the sea bed was not so deep sand over coral, along with the anchor was having trouble biting.
A few nights later during another squall I had my slumber disturbed by the unmistakable sound of double diesels going hard astern, on coming from my berth and running topsides I saw a large catamaran quite close to our bow taking evasive action. He’d clearly dragged his anchor and just managed to miss us and retrieve his equipment before going away to try again somewhere else.

This scenario was rein acted many times over our stay in the various Isles. We did not pull, with no engine we couldn’t afford to, so we put down tons of chain and an added anchor at each stop. Yet, after we got hit by two yachts one night in the same time, I resolved to find a solution to this difficulty. You dear fellow naturists will like the answer I found to this problem.
The group of yacht uses we’d most trouble with were the ones who charter their yachts, many of these folks never have had plenty of expertise in Anchoring, and there is rather lots of technology to what on the surface seems a simple manoeuvre. , tend not to have spent big period of time in close proximity to others as in a small yacht environment. fuck at the beach are the type which have not come face to face with bare human bodies except in some specific scenarios. In fact I found that if I seemed nude in the cockpit while I read a novel and waved to the newly arriving charter yachts of an evening, they’d go right around to the different side of the bay, “hey presto” issue sorted!)