Liscomb was quite the adventure. As we approached Liscomb it was midnight, pitch black due to the cloudy skies. We decided to anchor at a place called Smith Bay. Our GPS indicated a spot which was 5 metres deep in this little bay. Our guide book also suggested that this was an appropriate place to anchor.
Relying completely on the compass and the GPS I approached the tight area while Carlos kept an eye out. In some areas we had only some 100 metres to manoeuvre in with rocks on either side, wind howling and waves pushing us to and fro. I kept my focus, got us into the bay and Carlos set the anchor.
The next morning, we awoke to surrounding by small black buoys. We had unknowingly trampled through an entire fish farm on our way in. To make matters worse, our anchor was stuck, no amount of tugging was going to pull it up. It had caught on something, seemed like a cable. So, I put on my swimming shorts and a mask and got into the chilly waters in order to detach the anchor. Careful to avoid the couple of jellyfish that were watching my progress. After a few minutes, the job was done and the anchor was free.
We had to re-cross the fish farms on our way out, trying to be as careful as we could. Then made our way to Halifax.
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