On the way to Fort Pierce we were trolling. Sam got a fish on around noon that day. We were sailing so we head into the wind to slow the boat. It was a beautiful fish. We cleaned it on the spot and put the filets in a bag for dinner. We weren’t due into Fort Pierce until the evening and already had plans for dinner.
We anchored about 50 yards from South Causeway Park. It was still light, Shawn and I jumped in and swam to shore to walk the park up towards Museum Point Park.
Upon returning and after a shower, I looked to the North and noticed the sky was looking very dark. Wind was starting to pick up. Another boat had come while were were walking the park about 20 yards North of us…they were too close for me, but I’ve always had anxiety about anchoring. Winds continued to pick up and it it started to get alarming. What was the quality of the bottom for our anchor? We’re close enough to shore we can’t afford to drag so I started both the engines to take some of the force off the anchor. We saw about 42 knots of wind as that front blew through. Definitely the strongest winds I’ve been on a boat in.