May 17,2020
Sue and I with Max arrived at Paris Landing Saturday afternoon. We cleaned and organized. Getting the mold off was needed. Looked like a new coat of paint. I wired anchor light only to wait to see if worked. Marina’s are re-opening due to Covid virus. Weird times.
It always seems there is a little anxt about anchoring out. No comforts of home. Unknown places. But that is the very thing that makes it special. Charting a course and finding a good anchorage. Panther Bay is located south of Paris Landing about 5 miles. .
Temp was 80 with light winds out of the south. We decided to anchor out so off we went to Panther Cove. iPad w Navionics guided us in perfectly. Dropped anchor in 12’ of water. Initially there were a few boats but alas we were left alone. We grilled corn on the cob, steaks and a salad. Propane ran out but retrieved a hidden bottle.
Cracked open a bottle of great champagne. Anchor light came on as hoped. Music. Fan working in V-birth. No cell service. Wonderful being w Sue. We awoke at 2 am, chuckled about the tight space and held each other tight. Panther cove is beautiful. No noise or lights.
Awoke this morning and made a cup of coffee. Washed dishes. Read a Tristan Jones book. One of my favorite sailing writers. 
Looking forward to spending several days out at a time. Staying on the hook is better than tied up at the dock.
On our way back to the marina the rain and wind picked up.
Enveloped in green, floating on water. Sounds of hungry fish peering above. Chirps, whistles, echoes of the unknown. Overcast skies tell of coming rain.
What could be better, sipping hot coffee watching the eagles soar.
Sue and Max both whom, I adore.
