A knarr /nɔːr/ is a type of Norse merchant ship used by the Vikings. The knarr (Old Norse: knǫrr, plural knerrir) was constructed using the same clinker-built method as longships, karves, and faerings.
Knarr is the Old Norse term for a type of ship built for long sea voyages and used during the Viking expansion. The knarr was a cargo ship; the hull was wider, deeper and shorter than a longship, and could take more cargo and be operated by smaller crews. They were built with a length of about 16 m (54 ft), a beam of 5 m (15 ft), and a hull capable of carrying up to 24 tons. It was primarily used to transport trading goods like walrus ivory, wool, timber, wheat, furs and pelts, armour, slaves, honey, and weapons. It was also used to supply food, drink, weapons and armour to warriors and traders along their journeys across the Baltic, the Mediterranean and other seas. Knerrir routinely crossed the North Atlantic carrying livestock such as sheep and horses, and stores to Norse settlements in Iceland, Greenland and Vinland as well as trading goods to trading posts in the British Isles, Continental Europe and possibly the Middle East. They may have been used in colonising, although a similar small cargo vessel (the byrthing) is another possibility.
The Knarr (plural Knarrer) is a Bermuda rigged, long keeled, sailing yacht designed in 1943 by Norwegian Erling L. Kristofersen. Knarrer were traditionally built in wood, with the hull upside down on a fixed frame, then attaching the iron keel after the hull was completed. The hull planks were manufactured with convex and concave edges (bead and cove) and glued together. Since 1973, this design has been built in glass-reinforced plastic with the same weight distribution as the original wooden version.
The Knarr is mostly found in Norway, Denmark and San Francisco. There are some vintage knarrer in Northern Germany, some racing and some just cruised for pleasure, sailing under their historic Scandinavian sail numbers as classics.
In 2010 the International Knarr Championship (IKC) were held at the St. Francis Yacht Club in San Francisco. Since 1969, The IKC has been held annually alternating between San Francisco, Copenhagen, Oslo and Bergen. Knarrs are currently built by a boat builder in Germany.
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