Puffin paradise

Mykines is the westernmost island in the Faroes and lies exposed to the North Atlantic from all directions. You can only reach the island in good weather unless you fly there by helicopter. And since you can only take one way trips by air you need to find a boat that brings you back to the mainland. You thus risk to be isolated on Mykines for days if the boat cannot moor in the tiny harbour. Dad had reserved the trip to Mykines this Wednesday almost two months ago and we were lucky weather-wise with the exception of a dense fog that followed us from Torshavn all the way to the island and covered our goal completely. However, this was not too bad since it also covered most of our many fellow passengers while everybody was roaming the island. A rather stiff uphill trip brings you close to the western end of the main island where one of the large puffin colonies resides. Presently, the passage to the smaller second westernmost island is blocked because the bridge leading there has been damaged and is under repair.

If you look well you might discover me in the fog overlooking one of the steep bird cliffs in the little harbour.

The village is a pleasant but weather beaten place, featuring a church, a mailbox and even a small restaurant-café serving ice cream and fish soup (in that order on the hand written menue).

The puffins were difficult to see in the dense fog. Luckily they were little shy and you could approach them easily. Trying to photograph them in flight was virtually impossible because the autofocus had difficulties to fix them in the fog and the camera lens was getting wet all the time. I think you agree with us these are really among the most beautiful and fun sea birds you can find.

I even had time to read one of my recently bought Danish books while Dad was spending quality time in one of the puffin colonies.

We spent our last hour in the little harbour, all by ourselves, listening to the screaming sea gulls that nest in the steep cliffs. The fog suddenly lifted and when Jósup came back at 5 p.m. to pick us up for the voyage to the mainland, the sun had come out. Our return trip allowed us to see all that we had missed on the outbound trip including Tindholmur the famous wild looking island and even the helicopter participating in the bridge repair between the two Mykines islands.

It was a tired Dad & daughter that sat down for a late dinner in our hotel restaurant once back from our adventure. We had no problem to fall asleep after having discussed what to do the next day. It will certainly be less strenuous. Stay tuned!!