Day three was the first of many all-day tacking jobs.  All we could manage was to undo half of the downwind sail of the day before.  The first week the running and tacking was broken up more than the second.  Frequently we would tack to get out of our anchorage and out around some big island we were at and then take off down another lovely channel to an intriguing town and/or anchorage.
 
 

The next day we would have to undo the downwind stuff, round an always-interesting point and be off on a reach to the next agreed destination. One day the tacking back out of the channel was very pleasant, when the winds were a bit lighter than usual. Leo, Sandy, and Guenter rest after a day of tacking  Remembrance of Guenter Arlt

And there always has to be a Hole-in-the-Wall.  This hole only allowed one-way passage because the wind was whipping past the southern opening and it was too dangerous to come out into the wicked chop off the point.

       Some tacking took all the skills of Leo, me and our other crew, Ellen, to maneuver through some tiny passages directly into the wind.  But we had to.  Everyone else was ahead of us, so we couldn't catch a tow.  And the wind was too strong to row.

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