A bit of exercise for the crew this morning as we sail off the anchor without using the engines. First the lower yards were mastheaded and counterbraced, then the topsails loosed and sheeted home. All hands onto the anchor cable then to commence heaving up. At first the cable came in easily but it was a different story when we were hove short. It was obvious that in the soft mud of the Markemeer, the anchor was holding extremely well and it needed four people on the windlass bars, as well as everyone else heaving by hand to break it out. Once the anchor was in sight, it confirmed what I thought ú that anchor had been underground ú stock and all completely plastered with sticky black mud. With the fore topsail mastheaded and braced aback, she pays off, main topsail fills, let go and haul on the fore braces and we are away, bound for Hoorn, sailing free on a port tack. A very pleasant sail across the Markemeer on a sunny morning ú great sail drying weather so I put her under full sail, including the spritsail and the mizzen. Some of the crew remark that it is the first time in a year that they have seen the mizzen set, which surprises me a little. We make 5 knots and are on time for a German TV crew to film us from the headland south of Hoorn as we sail past. A number of yachts and traditional barges are also out under sail to meet us, beating back and forth to get good photos of us. Off the Nek buoy the wind shifts more southerly, forcing us towards shallow water (or shallower water ú we have only had a metre or so under us the whole way across) and we tack and stand out again to get sea room. The breeze then eases away and with a planned arrival time of 1400, we hand sail and motor the last couple of miles up to the entrance. I have arranged for a tug escort her, Hoorn is a very shallow port and we may need to pull her through the mud. The tug Avontuur guided us in through the entrance, but with thousands of people watching our arrival, we come to a gentle halt about a third of the way in to the outer harbour. Already we have all the deck cannon rolled forward to help the trim a little and again I try the old trick of sending all hands forward. No immediate reaction from the ship, the sticky mud has hold of us, but by working the props ahead and astern to scour the mud and then giving a good burst astern, she come free into deeper water. I call the tug up and get him to close the bow and pick up the two headline that are ready. We have another go, Avontuur taking the weight but the shallow water prevents any sort of control and we sheer about all over the place. Finally we are through and, regaining some manoeuvrability, line up for the very small entrance into the inner harbour. I was dreading this one, the smallest gap we have been through yet, but we must be getting good at these bridges and we squeeze through without touching the sides. A sharp turn to starboard and then with us coming ahead slowly and the tug taking the weight on the headlines, we dredge into the berth ú 2 pontoons lying alongside the quay. A huge relief of tension, I have to sit down for a minute or two, while the crew, who all did a superb job today of sail handling and then looking after fenders and mooring lines, make her secure. A welcome from the Mayor, including a very welcome nip of fiery spirits, and we settle down into the now familiar routine of getting the ship ready for the public. Who said we couldnït get into Hoorn.