The night was… horrible. Fender were popping… exploding actually. Every Yacht had people out at night, to watch out, that the yachts are not damaging each other. Looking through the small gap from the harbor into the pre-harbor, it looked like open sea…. That’s how much wave was pushed in from the south into the harbor. Cargo vessels were moved into the yacht harbor to secure them. It was wild and scary. And there was not too much sleep. But then… then Helgoland was there and we started discovering the island of 1km². A strange place.
