Stargazer's tactics, to tackle the Raz de Sein, are unconventional. Her skipper attempting the passage against the notoriously swiftly flowing current, with a building headwind forecast.
It is the sailing equivalent of running up a down escalator. Whilst south bound boats glide serenely by, the wind at their backs, three knots of tide in their favour; Stargazer is fighting her way north.
This escapade is only possible due to, a combination of, neap (weaker) tides and eighteen knots of breeze. The motivation is the prospect of the north westerly wind strengthening, through the afternoon; and, as the tide turns north-going, mounding the up seas, in this infamous stretch of water.
Stargazer battles north at five to six knots, through the water. Reduced, at times, to less than two over the ground. By the south-going flow. Until, we break free. Stargazer bounds north. Speed over the ground building. Adverse tide slackening. The wind angle allowing us to close, the distant smudge on the horizon, in one mighty tack.
By evening, the grey blur has revealed itself as the teeth of the Toulinguet gap.
Stargazer slips through. Jinking port and starboard. Hunting down the swirls of wind, which eddy, in confusion, around the jutting crags and cliffs.
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