Fethaland is an abandoned fishing settlement at the extreme north end of Mainland Shetland. Heading out, we knew this would be our longest drive yet. (I know I say this in every blog) One whole hour! 🙂 It’s amazing how far you can get in an hour on these islands. It was still unbelievably windy and we had been told on not-so-great days the place to go was a lighthouse.
I could not believe how powerful the wind gusts were. I was tempted to do a jumpy photo but was pretty sure I’d actually blow away. Mary Poppins came to mind. There were moments I had a hard time actually walking a straight path.
We had snacks in our pocket so expected to be walking and hiking for a while. We only saw two other people on the path- it certainly was not hard to get people-free photos.
The wind was so strong that even the sheep were taking shelter. When in doubt, look at the animals and take a cue!
We’d hoped to get to the lighthouse but on the end abandoned the walk. It was so hard walking up the path- I was concerned about staying upright coming back down. Never mind, while descending we were getting hit by the foam from the sea that was being carried along by the winds.
The waves were so powerful and it was awesome to stand and listen to them crashing against the rocks. We had snacks with a couple of seals by the old fishing station and then we decided to head back.
We knew there were cows in the area but didn’t see any until we were ready to go through the last stile. There they were, all waiting for us, looking for an escape, or so it seemed. Being not-too-familiar with cows, I was not sure if they would move if we got closer so we approached slowly, asking them politely to move. Luckily they were well-trained and moved out of the way. I guess it really doesn’t hurt to ask nicely- even the biggest cow might move out of the way! ☺️
I am getting used to driving on the left/wrong side of the road. It has been tricky at times because rather than zip along, I want to look out the window and stop and take photos. I love the phone boxes in the middle of nowhere.
And so it was back to Scalloway as the day was getting on. A little bit of shopping to round things off and then a lovely dinner at No88 in Lerwick. There was freshly caught seafood on the menu so I settled on the crab. Nina had the lamb There were so many yummy sounding choices. I had forgotten what a lot of work it was and before long I was elbows deep in crab! Seriously! At least it was delicious- so delicate and sweet. Lemon posset with meringue for dessert and my belly was full.
Memoirs of a Wannabe World Traveller 