We spent two nights at Vaila Sound (Walls) on the west mainland, yawing about the anchor in a strong gusting northerly. We were unable to get ashore, but anyway Walls seems to be a scattered township rather than a village proper. Today dawned brighter with the promise of less wind so we moved twelve miles north, with the tide but still into the prevailing wind, to Hamnavoe on the SW of Papa Stour. The east side of the island has a rough airstrip, two piers (new RoRo, old concrete) and about ten croft houses. The main attractions are the famed caves, geos, stacks and skerries – Fogla Skerry (outermost in photo) has subterranean passages through it bored by the sea. The ground above the cliffs on the west of the island is tundra-like and the haunt of many skuas.
Great to hear that you’re exploring the coast of Shetland. How fantastic that must be. I am quite envious of you.
I caught up with Cam and his new partner at last at Donald Lunan’s 60th birthday party. A great night. He’s well. In fact I’ll send you the photo I took of them.
All the best Cass.