The wind the wind.
The dingy, (aka the bow thruster) pushes and pushes and pushes: finally peels us away from the Coastguard pier against the wind. Then very very narrow channel in the wind. It is a great distraction from the impending end of our voyage. The channel markers exiting HogHolmen seems the same width as the ship, a serious obstacle course with the wind pushing the ship sideways. We exit safely and hoist one sail and inner jib. The wind is strong, and then the first jibe. Fun times.
The seas have a little chop to them, a great distraction, from the end. Suddenly everything shifts: The mast was pulled with enough force, it rotated! However magically it seated back into position – just rotated perhaps 15 degrees. A handful of us watched in a flash, standing under it – 6 feet from it as moved. It was almost unclear if we had seen it or not. Wish I had that video but the cracked screen phone stopped working. My phone with all the photos is dead, and this is almost over. It’s overcast and depressing, no more phone and no more ship. What is the point of life... Lauri shims the mast in with blocks and off to Helsinki we sail.
We come upon some beautiful smaller old boats, it must be great to be out in one of those tall ship races where all the boats are historic. To look around and only see these old giants. There’s something inherently heroic about these vessels. I will miss this ship, and we are not done yet.
Welcome to Helsinki! Such a busy harbor with all the enormous passenger ferry/cruise ships. The downtown/tourism hub of Helsinki is of course surrounding a little harbor with a couple islands at it’s mouth. The NJK yacht club has this old palace on one of the islands. It looks like a castle. Beautiful old white wood building with onion top turrets in copper green. Nothing like a fairy tale ending to a magic journey.
We tie to the NJK dock and I don’t want to go ashore.
Inside, the old building is full or paintings, trophy’s and memorabilia. All I can think of is how much maintenance this building must require and how cold it would be in the winter with these single pane windows. Turns out this structure is closed in the winter. It's also fun to imagine in winter the little protected harbor often freezes over and you can walk across it. Inside the building there is a beautiful library - it would be great to sip some of their nice Cognac and pour of the books. The wrap around veranda - enclosed of course - is covered in burgees from all ages and places, even a burgee from Saltaire, Fire Island! The mention of Fire Island only slightly warms my heart which is heavy to be on solid ground. The food is fine with lovely company. We sleep on the Svanhild one more night.