I found out yesterday that the Father of Baron Münchhausen made the same trip across the North Sea from Harwich to Hellevoetsluis as I did last month. (According to The Surprising Adventures of Baron Münchhausen - Chapter 15) Some small differences between our two voyages became apparent. I took the ferry, whereas he galloped on the back of a blinded marine-horse, across a sea-bed landscape 'equal to the Alps in magnitude' (!) with trees bearing fruit of huge crabs and lobsters (and a strange hybrid creature between the two) and threatened by enormous, hungry fish (see above). After three hours, (and saving the life of a drowning girl), he arrived on the beach - out of breath ( 'the lack of air was becoming an inconvenience'), where he promptly sold the horse for 700 Ducats.
