There is quite a bit of space for several boats to anchor on the port side entering. Mind your depth and don't go too far. Also a few spots just inside along the island on the port side. Probably could fit a dozen boats. The inner areas is full of moorings, but there could be space to anchor in there on the skinny edge...

Very pretty place to explore by dinghy. Lots of hidey holes in the coast and island. There is a very nice camping area(natural, not RV) along the shore.

Nice dinghy dock for landing maintained by a local group that owns the water access rights. Not much in town but it's pretty. Interesting history to read along the way. The problem being that the main road runs right through it, like too many towns up that way.

The warning; Roasting Cormorants! I boldly borrowed a mooring for the night as it was September. I found a nice one marked PRIVATE. I like privacy.

There's a cost. At dusk, like a re-run Hitchcocks, 'The Birds', Cormorants began to collect in all the nearby rigging. Still dark little shapes, one on each spreader side, 4 on double spreader rigs, one on each mast top.

I didn't worry, I've never seen a Cormorant on my mast, nothing flat up there, and we were on onboard. Then I looked up and saw the little bastard with his web feet wrapped around my spinnaker block truck. I don't know how he stayed on there, but I knew he'd be pooping on my new mainsail!

I thought I fixed him. I held up a Jack Russell and pointed his eyes at the masthead, all hell broke loose in Somesville!

You think that bothered the Cormorant? I finally throttled the spar inside the head and saw him fly off. But he came back during the night. No spar on a mooring was naked in Somesville, and my main is no longer snowy white. Oddly the shags were on moored boats only. I'll anchor from now on.

Tell Paul, I saw the edge of the 'Pup', 15 feet or so, but it's always below Xmas and HW's keel...