Naturism as self defence

This schooner I had purchased with almost the last of my money for f1500. One thing led to another and having little work but plenty of time myself and some friends sailed Gloria across the Atlantic. But finally beach freedom did fetch up in St Lucia. There my lady friend Helen re-joined us and one of the crew left.
Our next stop was the island of Bequia, the pilot book warned that the holding for the anchor in the primary bay wasn't very good and to be cautious of yachts pulling their anchors. Yet beach party didn't hit anything and came to rest in a fairly sheltered area. Myself and buddy Edmund donned snorkels and masks and dived to check said anchor, it was not dug in very well at all, so I stacked some rocks on it. Afterward after beach gallery place another anchor out to make sure. The problem was that the sea bed was not so deep sand over coral, and the anchor was having trouble biting.
A few nights later during another squall I 'd my slumber touched by the unmistakable sound of double diesels going hard astern, on issuing from my bunk and running topsides I saw a sizable catamaran really close to our bow taking evasive action. nudism had obviously dragged his anchor and just managed to miss us and retrieve his equipment before going away to try again someplace else.
This scenario was rein acted many times over our stay in the various Isles. We didn't pull, with no engine we could not manage to, so we put down tons of chain and an added anchor at each stop. However, after we got hit by two yachts one night at exactly the same time, I concluded to find a solution to this problem. You dear fellow naturists will like the solution I found to this issue.
The group of yacht uses we'd most trouble with were the ones who charter their yachts, some of these people have not had lots of expertise in Anchoring, and there's rather lots of technology to what on the surface seems a simple manoeuvre. beach girl , tend not to have spent substantial quantity of time in close proximity to others as in a little yacht surroundings. These people are the sort which haven't come face to face with naked human bodies except in certain situations. In fact I discovered that if I seemed nude in the cockpit while I read a novel and waved to the just arriving charter yachts of an evening, they would go right over to the different side of the bay, "hey presto" issue sorted!)