We anchored in a "book recommended" spot just off  Brashear Island. It was open and scenic...we enjoyed a pleasant sunset, but opted not to swim. Just watched the world drift by at about 1 mile an hour in what  small current we noticed. 

 

We thought it was delightful... until we awoke the next morning to THIS sludge!!!! Stinky, slimy mess surrounded us... yep, anchor up, big guy. Let's get outta here. Who knows what who did to create this, but honestly, we couldn't get out fast enough! I'm still amazed that Floyd didn't wake me up to make an even faster get away.