We are nearing the end of our journey from Arrecife on Lanzarote island to Santa Cruz de Tenerife on Tenerife island. Leaving Puerto Megan on the southern side of Gran Canaria island, we were sheltered by the prevailing northern winds. I was warned of the acceleration zones between the islands, and with one reef in both sails I thought we were ready for what we are heading into. Boy was I wrong. The wind and waves hit us hard. Galopin was healing hard. It was the first time Seb said “Dad, I’m really scared here”. We quickly took another reef and then a third and last reef and had the boat under control. But the waves were still battering us as we had to got upwind for several hours before we could begin to cross over to Tenerife overnight. It was the roughest sail we’d had together so far, no bullsh*t sailing.