The Kronborg castle was the first sign to welcome us in Helsingor. I loved the way it looked. I loved that it was just there, like it has been for nearly 400 years, now a welcome sign for all the sailors, promising incredible adventure inside its guts. In the past this must have been a rather sore sign, as no sailor dared to pass the castle without paying the king his Sound dues.
I could hardly believe our luck, when we left Hirtshals the next day in the early afternoon. The weather was just perfect! Enough wind to carry us in the right direction, fantastic company and clean hair 🙂 The visibility was high, and the openness of the sea, the freedom of travelling with the wind made me and the rest of the crew a bunch of happy bunnies!
The blue sky over our heads was such a nice distraction compering to the grey sea, strong wind and battering rain. The sailing was fantastic, as we still have a lot of wind to carry us forward and the sea was slowly calming down. The crazy waves time was finally over and the mood on the boat was lifting. As the sea was quieting down, more and more people decided that the best place to be is on the deck and enjoyed fresh air and sun playing on our faces.
Quite incredibly there are people on this planet who do not suffer the seasickness. Whatever the weather, the high of the waves and the swell frequency, they are completely unfazed. The second category are the sailors who know how to deal with their seasickness. They have experienced it and decided to fought it. Some of them are really lucky, as they have successfully found a way to avoid it or at least sugarcoat it. But there are as well few unlucky ones, who do suffer whatever they do. There is just no cure for them.
I was really looking forward to Saturday, as the plan was to leave at 12 so everyone had some time to explore the town and catch up on some sleep. The weather improved immensely – the sun was shining and the sky turned blue. Everyone was enjoying the sun and the “we are not in a hurry” mood. I had my eye on the National Petroleum Museum – Norsk Oljemuseum, situated just a few meters from our marina. Marcin and I went to explore it, giving ourselves 2 hours, which was not enough!