Oops, where is my anchor??

37° 01′ 42.0000” N, 22° 6′ 33.0000” E

The skipper’s wife got a surprise when she tried to hoist up Ronja’s anchor the other day.

Up came the chain. But no anchor.

Darn it.

Decades apparently wore down a connecting link between the anchor and the chain, and since the anchor was stuck behind a piece of rock on the seabed, it was the end of the relationship between anchor and chain.

If we didn’t know it before, we certainly know it now: An anchor is absolutely indispensable.