Race to Alaska: Seymour Narrows
We pedal until midnight to an anchorage in Duncan Bay, then wake again at two A.M., trying to hit the Narrows around three: catch a slowing northward current and the slack, anchor just beyond.
It’s full dark at two, and three. We have both pedal stations rigged, but we’ve been able to make a steady five knots tacking across the headwind. It’s not as fast as we need to be.