Agitation

A stimulating sail this morning (back to those sailing euphemisms again), from the gulf of Sogut, with its sophisticated dining on the jetty, across to Symi. Right up to the last minute we weren't sure if the wind was going to drop enough for a safe and relaxing anchorage at Pedi, but we took the plunge.

Having settled in, we engaged in the usual sport of watching and commenting on others' arrival and anchoring. The highlight was a large French yacht anchoring right behind us. The skipper seemed to want to drop anchor as close behind us as possible. The crew (wife) on the foredeck was not happy. She started with some sharp instructions, then became somewhat agitated, and eventually was jumping up and down shouting at the skipper to back away. He did reverse in time, but she ran the length of the yacht to shout a little more directly into his ear with her analysis of the situation and suggestions about how he might helm.