My dad did that once. Years ago in his Gulfstar
He was in Mystic, Connecticut at the time, so as the hurricane
made its way up the East Coast
, went up the Mystic River as far as he could, and dodged around a small penninsula which afforded a measure of protection. He didn't anchor
, just ran the engines and manoeuvred the boat as the storm came through.
He loved that boat! So much so, the day after he was killed in a car accident
, we got a call from the marina: the boat had sunk.