Saturday 29 June 2019

The Magical Faroes

We sat in Stornaway for 11 days waiting for fair winds to get us up to the Faroes. Finally, on June 14th we upped anchor at noon and headed out into the grey day. The passage of 214 miles took just 33 hours and we were blessed with sunshine mid-way, only to have the thick fog come down as we approached the southern island of Suduroy. With strong currents and headwinds we motored the last 10 miles and happily dropped our anchor, ready for a good nights sleep.



    What a difference a day makes.....


   The walking always involves some uphill slog but the views are well worth the effort. Stunning
   coastlines and plenty of birdlife.






Salmon farms play an important part in the economy though not everyone is pleased to have them.







  It was usually only about 10 or 20 miles between islands and while there was often a dock to tie
  up to, we found it better just anchoring. Often there were old tires as buffers and everything gets
  black so not worth the hassle.






   
   The women of Sandur got together and knitted this cover over a 4 metre tall rock, 18 metres in
   circumference, based on the legend of a local witch.


    Vagar was one of our favorite stops with great walking and friendly people. We have been in
    company with several other boats and it was here that we had a potluck dinner with Australia,
    UK, Spain and NZ represented.

Here are Mick and Bee on their delightful boat "Hannah". Toots, the 17 year old cat, was snoozing inside.I have been following their blog for ages and it has been great to finally meet them for real. They are one of those couples that you immediately like and we hope to meet up with them again in Iceland.









    As we motored up the west coast of Streymoy, Phil would occasionally get in the dinghy and row
   into an interesting looking cave. Here he disappeared for ages and came out further up the coast.
   We were very fortunate to have a stunning, clear, calm day so could see it all up close.







    Large breakwaters were common and provided well-protected anchorages at most islands.



   We only had 11 days in the Faroes and explored the western islands. That means we missed out on
 lot of stunning anchorages and the capital city of Torshavn which was a shame, but what we saw
   gave us a taste of life in these northern islands. With 24 hour daylight at this time of the year, they
   have to endure long, dark winters, so while it has been a great place to visit, we are not tempted to
   move here! Another week would have been good to head east but the weather looks good for
   Iceland so we must move on. The summers up here are short and there is so much to see.