On a recent sail we found a relatively quiet spot where we could let the boat drift safely, opened the table in the cockpit, and spread out the potluck lunch we had all brought. While we were eating, we heard a distress call from a smaller boat that had lost its engine and was drifting onto some rocks and realized it was a fishing boat we had passed a short while before.
Everyone quickly moved into action. All the food and utensils were stowed back in the galley out of the way of the action on deck. We got out some dock lines we could use to secure the other boat and I steered us over to where it was dangerously close to some large rocks sticking out from the shore. I maneuvered close enough so we could throw him a line, but he waved us away. He saw that the current was carrying him just past the rocks towards a shallow cove and he had decided to try to anchor where he would be safe until the Coast Guard or marine assist could come help.
While we stood by a short distance away so we could help if needed, he did manage to drift safely past the rocks into the cove and dropped his anchor. We waited until we saw a fast Coast Guard vessel pulling up, then returned to our quiet lunch drifting, but not towards any rocks.