Bagan then
slammed as she had done in the monstrous seas we’d been dealing with
for the past month. It made no sense. We were in the most se- cure of
anchorages that was all but sealed off from large seas. Another slam.
And once more a sharp and deep rumble told me that we were dragging our
anchor—with a rock-faced shoreline not twenty feet behind us. Somehow
the demonic winds outside had found us. We were being buffeted by seas
large...
