Crossword-Solution: WHITECAPS
We have 10 clues for the answer “WHITECAPS”
| Clue | Answers |
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| Foamy breakwaters, or a Vancouver soccer club | 1 answer |
| Headwear for Vanna? | 1 answer |
| Shore sights on a windy day | 1 answer |
| Sign of rough seas | 1 answer |
| Signs of wind at sea | 1 answer |
| Waves on rough seas | 1 answer |
| Foamy wave crests visible on a windy lake | 1 answer |
| Wind-whipped waves | 1 answer |
| Foamy waves | 2 answers |
| Waves. | 20 answers |
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Hint 1 meaning
An inflammatory disease of the skin, characterized by the
presence of redness and itching, an eruption of small vesicles, and the
discharge of a watery exudation, which often dries up, leaving the skin
covered with crusts; -- called also tetter, milk crust, and salt rheum.
Hint 2 anagram
EAMCZE
Hint 3 another clue
eruption
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Sentences with WHITECAPS (5)
The mountain ranges, stretching majestically north and south, were piled with pearly cumuli, the sky overhead was pure azure, and the wind-swept lake was all aroll and aroar with whitecaps.
The _Pajaro_ paused at the mouth of the harbour, rolling heavily in the swell that sent the whitecaps racing beyond the smooth water inside.
The seas were all of an eighth of a mile apart, and the wind snatched the whitecaps from their summits, filling.
The channel beyond the flat, which we had so lately left, was whipped to whitecaps in a moment and miniature breakers were beating against the mud bank where the dingy had grounded.
The wind was whistling through the cordage, and the boat was racing through seas that were steel-blue and angry, with whitecaps on their crests.
Quotes with WHITECAPS (2)
She tilted her head back, breathing deeply. It was a stone gray day, the sea a bleak slate broken up by whitecaps, the sky pleated with thick ripples of cloud. A hard wind filled the sails, carrying the little boat over the waves. 'It feels good to be this kind of cold,' she murmured. 'This kind?''Wind in your hair, sea spray on your skin. The cold of the living.
The ocean has a voice, one that haunts me with its music every moment I’m awake. Even in my dreams it tugs on me, building the ache inside my bones until I can’t ignore who I am. My mother says the water is dangerous, that beyond the innocent whitecaps they’re waiting, but I never hear her over the call of the sea.
Where this answer appears
Appears in: LAT, NYT, Universal.
Used 6 times in crossword archives (1984–2024).