It was a long, white knuckle day. We got our butts kicked, but Captain Frank did a masterful job at the helm and got us safely to a beautiful and serene anchorage, Fury Cove. Once we got around the Cape we couldn't go the direction we wanted to go, because that put us in the trough of the waves. So Frank did a series of tacks that got us on the leeward side of some islands, where the waves were a little more manageable. Whew. When I have a better connection, I will post a video I took, before it "got rough".
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| The reward after a tough crossing. |
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