Day 3

Gale force 8 or so blowing today, but mostly sunny.   We went to Papil in West Burra–the place where Raymond would buy a wee (“peerie” as they say in Shetland) croft if he had oodles of money (after, of course, he bought 5,000 old “classic” cars).  Very quiet.  More sheep and ponies than people.  Beautiful deep-blue inlets slashing their way into the rocky coast.  Green hills and dales, small white sand beaches, grey rocks and purple thistles.  It’s a really lovely spot–even with the wind blowing so hard you can’t stand steady enough to take clear photos.  Wonderful scarecrows dressed in brightly colored raincoats and rainpants–a big one and a small one next to it looked like father and daughter dancing in the wind.

After a good lunch at the Weisdale Mill, we went back to Lerwick and visited the new Shetland Museum, which featured outstanding exhibits with many hands-on and interactive displays.  A truly marvelous museum, and it’s free.   Small wonder that Shetlanders seem so proud of it.  We will try to go to a pub for music tonight.

Raymond:
Well, Dallas said the most. And the scarecrows image is his. I took the the second one, some beautiful buildings at Papil.


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Day 2

Tuesday was a day with sunshine and strong winds. The image is from Lunna, where many Norwegians landed after having fled from nazi-occupied Norway during WW2.

I will share this blog with one of my traveling companions, Dallas Jones. Dallas and I got acquainted when he was studying in Oslo and started to play volleyball in the University volleyball club. I give the word to him:

Dallas here.  My first impression of Shetland is that it is like Scotland (of course, it IS Scotland) but with strong Norwegian overtones.  Many of the faces look Scandinavian, and the language they speak (Norn) is full of old Viking words.  Street and town names sound Norwegian.  The people can speak Scottish too, but I find them difficult to understand until my ear starts to adjust to their accent.  They have all been warm and friendly.    In the museum at Scalloway, we evesdropped on two old ladies gossipping.  The language is very musical and full of colorful expressions.  I’m surprised by the number of English people here; some are tourists, but many are working in shops. Our landlady at the guest house is English.  Not many other nationalities, although there are two Indian restaurants in Lerwick (we have none on Cape Cod).  I see many young people smoking.  The landscape we’ve seen so far is beautiful:  stark, rocky, windswept–and always in the background waves crashing on the shore.  Sheep everywhere, all colors, and Shetland ponies.   Neolithic and Viking ruins are wonderfully preserved and presented, symphonies in grey stone and green grass.   Can’t wait to see Yell and Unst.

Trip to the Scottish Isles

Monday I left Oslo in the morning, heading for Shetland. By air. But there is no direct connection between Norway and Shetland, so first to Heathrow, London. What a busy place. And the checking in. Terrible. This is why I don’t like flying any more. And long queues, even for plane to take off! Next stop Edinburgh. Much calmer.  The  next leg was with a small plane, a SAAB 430 Turboprop (see image). With propellers! Yes, they still exist.And they are very noisy. But it took us to Shetland, where Dallas and Liz met me at the airport. Took all day to get there.

Off to the Scottish isles Monday

On Monday, September 6, I shall travel Oslo-London-Edinburgh-Sumburgh  by plane. Sumburgh is the airport on Shetland. Dallas and Liz will be at the airport to pick me up in a car they (we) have rented. We shall first stay a week opn Shetland, then travel to Orkney and Outer Hebrides. I shall try and keep a diary on this blog, since my traveling companions are bringing their laptop.
The image is from Outer Hebrides, showing the standing stones at Callanish on Lewis.

Sold my car yesterday…

but not the MG! For some time I have had two cars, the MG and a Citroen C2. I bought the last one to have a “winter car” when the MG is hibernating. But I realized that I really don’t need a winter car, I hardly used it last winter. And with all the extra costs, I decided to sell the C2, otherwise a nice car. And yesterday it went. Here is an image of the two, taken outside my brothers house.

Beautiful day

After a lot of rain, it was nice once more to get a very nice day. And again, I’m afraid, the image is from the Castle Park, but this time from a different point of view.

The same car inside

Look at the simplicity!  That is what I liked with 2CVs also. Notice the way you can get fresh air, almost the same as the Citroen. The owner had just painted the car, as you can probably see. Nice.

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