Up early for breakfast. Quite a good breakfast, plenty of choice from English
through to Danish cold meats and cheese. To the airport and then two hour
flight to the Faroe Islands. Good food (with metal cutlery) and drinks
on the Air Mearsk flight.
Arrived at the island of Vágar. The airport was at the town of Sřrvágur.
The airport was smaller than Guernsey, but had a larger runway that could
take Boeing 727 jets. Only just large enough, you could see the planes
using the last feet of the runway when preparing for take off. The airport
had been built during the war to aid in the protection of the Northern
Convoys.
We walked to the hotel Vágar, had lunch of soup. The Hotel was fine, a
modern two storey building, leaking roof with conference center. Selina
was sharing with Leonie.
We set out from the hotel for our first walk at 14.00 Walked down the road
and then alongside lake Sorvagsvatn to the sea end of the lake. Here the lake ended in a waterfall
into the sea. The walk was 10 miles there and back and took us five hours.
Selina said, is that what you oldies call a stroll.
On the walk Selina was dive bombed by Terns, probably because she had her
grey hood over her head. We saw Oyster Catchers, Puffins, Gannetts, Shags,
Whimbrel.
Back at the hotel at around 7.00, and supper at 8.00, Salmon for Selina
and Steve, beef for Rosemary. Poor selection of fish on the menu. Met a
new member of the group who had flown in while we were on the walk. He
was Ian White, who had been on the same Georgian tour as us in 2001. His
first comment to Steve was How's the Mulberry Vodka? A reference to Steve's indiscretions on that trip. The weather had been
soft all day, but when we went to bed at 11.00, it was still day light
and the rain was hammering on the windows.