So here I am, sat on my father's yacht in a naval town called Den Helder. Today is quite a lazy day as Dad needs to get some washing done and we need to stock up on supplies for the next 3 or 4 days. Den Helder is not the most attractive town but it has everything a yachtman/ woman would need to survive. So having had a 13 hour journey across Scandinavia and Northern Europe yesterday I slept like a log last night. It was amazing to remember how relaxing it is to sleep on a yacht with the lap of the water licking the side of the boat. After some breakfast, we moved the boat 2 miles down the canal to a marina by the open North Sea. We went through two swing bridges
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