Just when you think you are safe

We arrived in the Clyde River anchorage around 3am in dense fog, even so our radar told us we had a few bergs around and given how shallow the anchorage is we figured we were safe to leave the boat and head ashore.

looking out of the window of the small hotel where we had holed up to do some laundry and get internet access, we saw that 2 of the bergs had decided to dance around the bay, playing chicken with Novara's anchor chain.