Monday, August 24, 2015

Thorshaven, Faroe Islands, 15 August 2015


Faroe Island Flag
 
Almost equally far away from Iceland, Norway, London and Denmark, the Faroe Islands are a small archipelago situated in the North Atlantic in the heart of the Gulf Stream– that lovely warm ocean current originating in the Caribbean and keeping northern Europe and Faroe Islands in the North Atlantic inhabitable all year round despite their proximity at 62 degrees north to the North Pole. There are 18 Islands, many connected by undersea tunnels. The whole archipelago is no more than 1400 square kilometers (545 square miles), and no matter where on the Faroe Islands, one is never more than 5 km away from the sea.

Equally distant from nearest land...Internet Photo
Irish monks and hermits may have looked for peace and quiet here during the 7th century.  About 100 years later, Vikings arrived establishing their own parliament and local courts and using the Faroes as a central base for their ‘international dealings’. Christianity arrived in earnest around 1000 A.D.

Today 48,000 people call the Islands home. They speak Old Norse, but understand other Scandinavian languages and English as well.  They are proud of their status of being a self-governing region of the Kingdom of Denmark. Their main industry is fishing, followed by tourism (not intrusive yet) and production of designer knit wear (gorgeous).

The old 'Folkboat' design? Inspiration for Sailboat design for Contessa 26?
I looked at their public transportation system, and for a little place with ‘Island Challenges’ they are doing an outstanding job – Gulf Islands in BC take note. There are good roads, undersea tunnels all over, buses, ferries, much of it free of charge and running often and on time.  Island hopping on the Faroes  seems a breeze. A small airport, and regular ferry services keeps the Islands in commuting distance from Europe.

Torshavn waterfront
We anchored off their ‘capital’ Torshavn, meaning Thor’s Haven (Thor being the most important Nordic God).  The harbour was protected enough to make tendering to the town’s pier smooth and quick.

Ferry Terminal
The heart of Torshavn is what is left of the Viking settlement (also seat of Viking Parliament), a collection of grass roofed houses, called ‘Tinganes’, lining helter skelter roughly cobbled crooked lanes.
Viking Storage Shed?

Viking Condos?

TV Antenna on grass roof...

Whimsical house number
 
Cheek to cheek with the traditional townscape, a few hotels, lots of restaurants, schools, shops, residential areas, cultural edifices bring a definite modern character to little Torshavn.

Viking version of picket fence...

Tinganes part of town

Torshavn Cathedral Tower
Just a quick look around town – and the obligatory information office – gave me an inkling why this little piece of heaven is called the world’s most appealing destination. If one would want to create the ideal little piece of terra firma, combining natural beauty, abundant animal and bird life, culture, tradition dance and music, great food, tasteful fashions, charming towns and villages where time stands still, a whole slew of attractive architecture, welcoming inhabitants, fun and challenging activities and a host of festivals…..I think the Faroe Islands would be tops in all of these aspects.

Tinganes Alley

The Prime Minister is out...

The Prime Minister's Office door on the left...
Having only one day (and a sunny one at that) to barely touch what Torshaven and the tip of the main island have to offer, I opted for quality instead of quantity of ‘attractions’. I wandered through the Viking back streets, where the Prime Minister of the Faroes has his office. I climbed a small hill, where Torshavn’s light house stands amid weathered stone walls of an old fort.

Torshavn Fort with gun pointing at Prinsendam...
 
Stone house in the Fort
 
And then I headed ‘out’. Officially a hike across the picturesque hills to a quaint little sea side settlement called Kirkjubour, would only take two hours – one way . Hiking instructions read:  if you start from the cross at Landavegur and Velbastadvegur in Havnadalur, you find a bridge going over Sanda, and from there it is easy to find the path and the first cairn. The pass skirts Reynsmulalag, and is marked with many cairns that can be seen in the terrain. You will have the most beautiful views of the islands to the west, and above Kirkjubour you will find a veritable lunar landscape with idyllic lakes ....

Hmmm…marked only by cairns, without any signage….maybe another day, when I don’t have to be back on a ship late afternoon.

Mainstreet in Kirkjubour
But driving by….one really WANTS to be out there wandering through these beautiful hills enjoying marvellous vistas….

Almost, but not quite washed away by the sea

Story of Kirkjubour
I covered the seven km by taxi. Kirkjubour is REALLY small, really OLD, and absolutely irresistibly charming. Almost every house is grass roofed, there is a dead end lane which is the ‘main’ thoroughfare, ruins of St Magnus Cathedral (the size of a chapel) dating from the 13th century.  A smaller church was built in the middle ages, still there, but the churchyard has succumbed to the ever encroaching sea, and the little church stands right at the edge of the sea now.

Ruins of St Magnus Cathedral...Internet Photo
The Roykstovan, a large grass roofed farm house, is built on the stone basement of the former bishop’s ‘palace’, and has been the home of Faroe Farmers since centuries. 17 generations of the same family have lived there, and the present one still does. The split log timber of the walls is said to have drifted over from Norway about 700 years ago.


Oldest Log House on Faroe Island, if not Europe


I did not want to leave…. bucolic scenery, peace, silence, aroma of sea weed, flowers bending to the breeze, a horse and sheep grazing behind a stone fence, a hairy calf resting on the path, no one around, an inviting trail leading to steep headlands, a few houses basking in the afternoon sun…just warmth, glorious views, and a serene and peaceful jewel of a village….happiness.

Peaceful surroundings



Kirkjubour Pet

Kirkjubour Garage


Kirkjubour Picture Window
The Faroes, a place undiscovered….still pristine….a remainder and reminder of a bygone age, with a modern twist.

And into the bilge to coax the engine into life....
Back to the ship via tender.  My tender had ‘slight technical difficulties’ with one of her diesel engines dying out halfway to the ship. A few deft interventions by ship’s engineers (off duty and out of uniform) got the god little boat running again, and we sidled up to Prinsendam to climb back aboard.
Adios Faroe Islands...
 
The last good bye as seen from my cabin window (salt encrusted) was a wooden sailboat, leisurely drifting on a calm sea under a late setting sun...lovely.

Faroe Island Scene - Internet Photo

For anyone, who wants to experience a virtual visit….
 
Post Scriptum:
There is a less 'beautiful' aspect regarding the Faroe Island, it would be unfair not to mention it:
The Faroe Islanders hunt pilot whales for food. The slaughter of these animals is a contentious issue between the Islanders and conservation and animal rights activists. Information on this can be googled under 'Faroe Island Whale Wars'. It is quite similar to Canada's controversial seal hunt. Below a link to a Guardian article, about a stand off between Islanders and Sea Shepherd, Anti Whaling Ship.
http://www.theguardian.com/environment/2015/aug/25/sea-shepherd-anti-whaling-ship-bob-barker-refused-entry-to-faroe-islands