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we sailed with over 20 knots into a huge wave and even if were flying our smallest and strongest kite, blew up. We are currently saving our two larger but thinner kites not to loose one more similarly as the sea state continues to be rough and we will need them in the long race. We are currently VMG running with our fractional zero that might not be optimal and result temporarily in reduced boat speed. This is normal in a race like this, and our fighting spirit has just gone up. We're looking forward to reaching half way!" Team Tulikettu overcoming race challenges and fighting another day on the water @tuliketturacing1217
The Crazy Waters Bridge in Chalkis sits at the narrowest point between Evia and the mainland, where the strait is only about 38 meters wide. Because so much water is forced through this tiny opening, extremely strong currents are created — the reason sailors call it the “Crazy Waters.” The bridge is in the middle of the city and opens only once a day to avoid disrupting the constant road traffic. Boats may only pass at slack tide, the brief moment every six hours when the water is calmest. That’s why sailors often go through at strange times like 1:30 or 3:00 a.m. While waiting, boats are not allowed to tie up along the quay because the turbulence is so strong that it would be dangerous. Instead, everyone must anchor in the bay and wait for instructions from Port Control. We anchored there with about fifteen other boats and waited until slack tide at night. At midnight, Port Control suddenly called all boats in order — we were number three. Passing the bridge in the dark was surreal: strong currents below, quiet city lights above. The bridge didn’t lift; it actually slid sideways into the quay walls, disappearing completely. Once through, we moored safely just 100 meters further in the city. Experiencing this natural phenomenon at night, in such a narrow and powerful channel, was something I will not quickly forget!