Hobart Bay Lay Day
/I woke early for no particular reason, but lucked into a five-minute break in the rain—just enough time to launch the drone and snap a few low-tide shots of the anchorage. Then the skies promptly closed back up, and the steady rain resumed.
hobart bay
good look at the surrounding mud flats
It was a day of shifting cloud layers and fleeting glimpses of the surrounding peaks—just enough to remind us what we were missing. With no letup in the weather, we declared it a “work day” and caught up on paperwork and business tasks from the dry comfort of the salon.
A lone fishing skiff made its rounds mid-afternoon, quietly checking a string of crab pots. He kept maybe half his haul—not exactly a big payday once you factor in the fuel—but he moved through the bay like a ghost, slipping away into the rain just as silently as he arrived.
Despite keeping watch, not a single critter showed itself—our first wildlife no-show in quite a while.
Even socked in, Hobart Bay is a peaceful and protected anchorage, and we can only imagine how beautiful it must be when the sun decides to return.