From the seventeenth-century empire of Sweden, the story of a galleon that sank at the start of her
maiden voyage in 1628 must be one of the strangest tales of the sea. For nearly three and a half
centuries she lay at the bottom of Stockholm harbour until her discovery in 1956. This was the
Vasa, royal flagship of the great imperial fleet.
King Gustavus Adolphus, 'The Northern Hurricane', then at the height of his military success in the
Thirty Years' War, had dictated her measurements and armament. Triple gun-decks mounted sixty-four
bronze cannons. She was intended to play a leading role in the growing might of Sweden. As she was
prepared for her maiden voyage on August 10th, 1628, Stockholm was in a ferment. From the
Skeppsbron and surrounding islands the people watched this thing of beauty begin to spread her
sails and catch the wind. They had laboured for three years to produce this floating work of art;
she was more richly carved and ornamented than any previous ship. The high stern castle was a riot
of carved gods, demons, knights, kings, warriors, mermaids, cherubs; and zoomorphic animal shapes
ablaze with red and gold and blue, symbols of courage, power, and cruelty, were portrayed to stir
the imaginations of the superstitious sailors of the day.
Then the cannons of the anchored warships thundered a salute to which the Vasa fired in reply. As
she emerged from her drifting cloud of gun smoke with the water churned to foam beneath her bow,
her flags flying, pennants waving, sails filling in the breeze, and the red and gold of her
superstructure ablaze with colour, she presented a more majestic spectacle than Stockholmers had
ever seen before. All gun-ports were open and the muzzles peeped wickedly from them. As the wind
freshened there came a sudden squall and the ship made a strange movement, listing to port. The
Ordnance Officer ordered all the port cannon to be heaved to starboard to counteract the list, but
the steepening angle of the decks increased. Then the sound of rumbling thunder reached the
watchers on the shore, as cargo, ballast, ammunition and 400 people went sliding and crashing down
to the port side of the steeply listing ship. The lower gun-ports were now below water and the
inrush sealed the ship's fate. In that first glorious hour, the mighty Vasa, which was intended to
rule the Baltic, sank with all flags flying in the harbour of her birth.