Tobago Cays: two anchors down

But we're sailing to Tobago Cays after all, on the hope of better weather. It's a grey, blustery day.
We wind ourselves out of "Round about Reaf" in Clifton Harbor and sail choppy waters, rather hard on the wind, Mayreaux, and the idyllic "Salt Whistle Bay" to starboard.

Tobago Cays consists of three tiny green islands, and coral reefs surrounding them and a sailable pool. And in there we find about 20 to 30 boats anchored. We join them, pulling up from 9, 10 meters depth to a turquise sand bottom, 3, 4m below us. Two anchors out, an alluminiums "Fortress", light but large (5kilo), just a few meters in front of our "Bruce" anchor (32lbs.) Oernulf snorkles down to see the "Bruce" buried under the sand. So, we should sleep well. If the boats around us are also well-anchored.
We've just put out the dinghy and its motor. But the wind is still strong, over 25knots. And it's jumping about. So we decide to pull it up again for the night. Off with the motor. Lift the dinghy up and tie it securly forward on the deck.
The light dims in the squally skies, 25 and up to 30 knots of wind. And "Babette-sweet-home" is swaying on her 8mm chain in gail force winds.