We had very light winds behind us, and decided to figure out our chute.  Down we went into the v-berth, and out of the hatch onto the deck came this long snake.  We hooked the head of the chute to the halyard, and then looked at all the pieces sticking out of the bottom end, wondering how to attach what to what.  Our spinnaker pole is not 100% at the moment, it's missing some bits and bobs, but we thought we might be able to rig something workable.  After about a half hour, just as we were getting ready to commit to hauling the cute up to the top, the wind died! 

As we entered Red Bluff Bay, we noticed that there were shrimp traps set all over the place, so we decided to set our own on the way past.  This was serious water for shrimp: over 300 feet deep.  I played out the line, and had to add more line to ensure that the float would be on the surface at high tide ...

We continued in to the inner cove, and anchored between Jambo III and a motorboat.   We were a little concerned about how close we were to everyone, but decided that it was probably OK.  However, at some point late in the afternoon, we looked out and saw that we were far too close to the motorboat.  We weighed anchor and moved to a spot far away from all of them, and realised that this was a better spot, scenery-wise.   Reviewing the situation in the calmness which followed the re-anchoring, we decided that the motorboat must have moved.  The next day, we saw that this was almost certainly true: he weighed anchor, went to check his traps, and then returned and re-anchored.

Jane's log:

"Motored over to Red Bluff with the wind behind us. Although as light as 6 knots, we decided to play with the chute, but just as we figured it out the wind shifted briefly to our nose and we were close to Red Bluff, but we were ready for the next run.

"There were a coupled of humpbacks feeding as we came into Red Bluff – lots of flukes being exposed.

"We set the shrimp trap in the outer bay before heading in to anchor in the head; we anchored between Puffin DX, Jambo III, and another boat rafted and a small motor boat named Tiger.

"We moved just before dinner further out into the bay – a little deeper out the view is better, and Tiger seemed awfully close at high tide. We suspect they may have moved during the afternoon, they only appeared close after I spotted their engine on and some movement at the bow: they may not have liked their original spot."