The Straits of Messina. Famous for whirlpools, squalls, and six headed monsters who like to eat sailors. We made it through, but not without some drama. The boat went from almost nine knots to 0.0 in sixty seconds. The engine gave an inexplicable alarm. I got seasick, and I almost never do. The sky was smoky. The inky water full of malevolent faces. But we made it 😉
It all happened fast. Broad reach with just a reefed jib going almost 9 knots in about 35 knots of winds. Confused seas bouncing us every which way. Then David looks up from the cabin to see what I'm doing cause the boat comes to a standstill. In seconds the engine alarm goes off (for no reason). It was eerie!