Heikki, my great, great, great grandfather was the captain on that ill-fated maiden voyage of the Vasa, as it was launched with all sails unfurled. He ordered all cannon doors opened and cannons pushed into firing position, so the hundreds of boats observing the event would be impressed.
As the ship rounded a hill in the harbor, it was hit broadside by strong wind gusts, which caused it to list to one side. The loose cannons and cannon balls rolled to the low side, causing the open canon doors to go below the level of the sea. This filled the ship quickly with water, and with the combined weight of the considerable keel ballast, it sank, BLOOP, with all flags flying. Wives and girlfriends in rowboats saw their loved ones breath their last breaths, as it dissapeared.
My family has never been able to forget this stupid desision by Grandpa Sven, (who went down with the ship) and we are chastised to this day as a result. If you believe this, I have a bridge to sell you in New York.
I just had to see the results with my own eyes when I visited Sweden some 15 years ago. So, I spent a whole day, enjoying this beautiful example of Scandinavian woodworkering skills, and am saddened that it ended in such humiliation.
Thanks Heikki for the link to the pics of this great national treasure.

Roly, just another viking woodworker, ha det so bra.