Changed course

Usage examples of tacked.

She paused, staring at the James bastion, which they were passing close on the starboard bow as Lobb tacked the ship.

After passing the entrance of the port a mile or more, he tacked and looked up toward the haven.

At this critical instant the frigate, which saw what passed, but which had been deceived like all the rest, and supposed the lugger was hauling into the haven, tacked and came round with her head to the westward.

When the frigate made this change in her course, the lugger, which had tacked some time previously, was just becoming shut in by the western end of Elba, and she was soon lost to view entirely, with every prospect of her weathering the island altogether, without being obliged to go about again.

The lugger accordingly tacked, and passed to windward of the felucca, delivering a close and brisk fire as she approached.

Such was the state of things when, just as the lugger was preparing to enter among the shoals, the Proserpine unexpectedly tacked and seemed to bestow all her attention on the coasters, of which three or four were so near that two fell into her hands almost without an effort to escape.

In an hour after hauling up, le Feu-Follet tacked, quite eight miles distant from the spot where she altered her direction, and far enough to windward to lay her course in directly for the cliffs beneath the village of St.

After a sufficient time had elapsed, the Holy Michael tacked, and came out of the bay, crossing the wake of the Terpsichore just beyond gunshot.

Here she tacked, and, stretching off a sufficient distance to the southward and westward, came round again, and, heading up east-southeast, was thought to sweep along over the empty track.

Raising his arms parallel to the ice, he tacked his way back to the group of Tran waiting impatiently at the far end of the passage.

Cape Gravois, at the Jamaica end of Hispaniola, and once again tacked south-eastwards.

Instead of velvet and candles and exotic wood, there was a gray-striped mattress in one corner, a pile of dirty clothes, and a dozen or more Polaroid pictures tacked to the wall with a staplegun.

Dantes, though almost sure as to what course the vessel would take, had yet watched it anxiously until it tacked and stood towards him.

He quickly tacked up the horse and made sure he had a full water skin and a bag of oats.

In less than fifteen minutes, Bella was tacked and he mounted, moving through the roil of men breaking camp around him.