The chart says there's a narrow entrance to an anchorage ahead. I'm trusting the Tafts and Garmin; Nan's knuckles perhaps less so.

Once inside the Mud Hole on Great Waas Island and rafted up, our two boats are all there is.

Looking back east, one can see there are a lot of hard bits strewn in the entrance.

Actually, Paul had stopped for a while to admire the rocks (or free his keel) on the way in.