So M and I took the boat to Poulsbo and Eagle Harbor to enjoy both fireworks shows. Liberty Bay (Poulsbo) is huge and we have never run into an issue anchoring out amongst the crowds. Eagle Harbor is considerably smaller.
We pull into Eagle Harbor mid-day, just after noon. It's already crowded with several raft-ups going. Smack dab in the middle is the largest raft of boats, all sailboats from some yacht club, maybe 12-15 boats. We find a spot on their south end, in front of them with sufficient room. Behind us is a big sailboat, had to be 50', so I'm cognizant of it's large swing at anchor. No issue.
Hours pass and we notice that sailboats keep arriving AND rafting up on the south end of the yacht club's raft; three more in just a few hours. Now any "room for error" is negated. I don't say anything but keep it in my mind. Just after dinner I hear "Ahoy, C-Dory captain..." and greet a nice gentlemen from the aforementioned yacht club raft, in his dinghy. He goes on to request that I allow the southern end of their raft to put out another anchor so they don't run into a problem with the swing of the large sailboat, as now the slight breeze has done a 180* swing. Seems they want that anchor so they can pull forward, towards US, and increase THEIR safety.
I tell him well, we were anchored before the three boats (on their raft) pulled in and it's their problem, not mine. He agrees that we "have the right of way" and explains that if I'm not happy with it, they will tell the three end boats (late comers) to move...or we can raft with them, to the end, so WE would get hit by the large sailboat. Uh...no.
I agree to let them pull up towards us a little; no sense pissing off the neighbors. They set an anchor and we all watch. Boy, not much room now; our engine is 10-15' from the end sailboat's bow when it's all settled, but barring a blow, it should work (although it did not appear they cared about my opinion). The last guy on the outside tells me "I hope you don't have to get up in the middle of the night". I tell him that I am not doing that and if it comes, I'll demand they move for OUR safety. He does not seem happy. Too bad.
Now the topper. About 8pm along comes ANOTHER sailboat full of "millennials" (six of them) and they make a bee-line for the south end of the raft...even AFTER the main guy (nice guy on the dinghy) tells them unequivocally there is no room to raft up on the south end.
I hear all this and watch. Sure enough out come the fenders and they motor up to the south end. M speaks up before I do saying respectfully "Uh...hey...there really is not enough room and we were here first". What do we get in return? ATTITUDE. The "captain" stands up and gives M a bullsh*t story about not going to tie up but just "say hi to our friends". Well what's with the lines and fenders then? No answer for that inquiry.
Now I pop my head up over the cabin top and impart my concerns and pull out my right of way rule. What do I get? ATTITUDE. A lot of huffing and puffing and speaking quietly amongst themselves. I ask if their is a "problem"? More undertones and attitude and they speak to the last guy, the guy who was not happy about me telling him I'm not moving at 0 dark thirty 'cause he interfered with my swing area. They finally relent and as they pass, one prick on board looks at M, shakes his head and says something to the effect that she is a female dog.
I again ask if I can "help him" and if he has something to say, perhaps man-up, verbalize it so all can hear and we will deal with the outcome then. He then says that M is "passive-aggressive", which is hilarious. I quickly teach him that no, she was actually aggressive and that passive aggressives, like himself, usually speak quietly when they insult people so as to not look like the instigator. They slowly motored away all while giving me what I call the "f*#k you eye".
I waved and wished them a safe journey back to Seattle. Douche-bags.
We pull into Eagle Harbor mid-day, just after noon. It's already crowded with several raft-ups going. Smack dab in the middle is the largest raft of boats, all sailboats from some yacht club, maybe 12-15 boats. We find a spot on their south end, in front of them with sufficient room. Behind us is a big sailboat, had to be 50', so I'm cognizant of it's large swing at anchor. No issue.
Hours pass and we notice that sailboats keep arriving AND rafting up on the south end of the yacht club's raft; three more in just a few hours. Now any "room for error" is negated. I don't say anything but keep it in my mind. Just after dinner I hear "Ahoy, C-Dory captain..." and greet a nice gentlemen from the aforementioned yacht club raft, in his dinghy. He goes on to request that I allow the southern end of their raft to put out another anchor so they don't run into a problem with the swing of the large sailboat, as now the slight breeze has done a 180* swing. Seems they want that anchor so they can pull forward, towards US, and increase THEIR safety.
I tell him well, we were anchored before the three boats (on their raft) pulled in and it's their problem, not mine. He agrees that we "have the right of way" and explains that if I'm not happy with it, they will tell the three end boats (late comers) to move...or we can raft with them, to the end, so WE would get hit by the large sailboat. Uh...no.
I agree to let them pull up towards us a little; no sense pissing off the neighbors. They set an anchor and we all watch. Boy, not much room now; our engine is 10-15' from the end sailboat's bow when it's all settled, but barring a blow, it should work (although it did not appear they cared about my opinion). The last guy on the outside tells me "I hope you don't have to get up in the middle of the night". I tell him that I am not doing that and if it comes, I'll demand they move for OUR safety. He does not seem happy. Too bad.
Now the topper. About 8pm along comes ANOTHER sailboat full of "millennials" (six of them) and they make a bee-line for the south end of the raft...even AFTER the main guy (nice guy on the dinghy) tells them unequivocally there is no room to raft up on the south end.
I hear all this and watch. Sure enough out come the fenders and they motor up to the south end. M speaks up before I do saying respectfully "Uh...hey...there really is not enough room and we were here first". What do we get in return? ATTITUDE. The "captain" stands up and gives M a bullsh*t story about not going to tie up but just "say hi to our friends". Well what's with the lines and fenders then? No answer for that inquiry.
Now I pop my head up over the cabin top and impart my concerns and pull out my right of way rule. What do I get? ATTITUDE. A lot of huffing and puffing and speaking quietly amongst themselves. I ask if their is a "problem"? More undertones and attitude and they speak to the last guy, the guy who was not happy about me telling him I'm not moving at 0 dark thirty 'cause he interfered with my swing area. They finally relent and as they pass, one prick on board looks at M, shakes his head and says something to the effect that she is a female dog.
I again ask if I can "help him" and if he has something to say, perhaps man-up, verbalize it so all can hear and we will deal with the outcome then. He then says that M is "passive-aggressive", which is hilarious. I quickly teach him that no, she was actually aggressive and that passive aggressives, like himself, usually speak quietly when they insult people so as to not look like the instigator. They slowly motored away all while giving me what I call the "f*#k you eye".
I waved and wished them a safe journey back to Seattle. Douche-bags.
