The Faroe Islands

Saksun village on the island of Streymoy situated at a protected bay with towering cliffs surrounding the settlement. The houses with turf roofs and dark painted (originally tarred) wooden or stone walls. And above it a brooding, dark grey sky threatening another downpour

The Faroe Islands is an archipelago between Iceland in the northwest, Norway in the east, the Hebrides (part of Scotland) in the south and Shetland (also part of Scotland) in the southeast. It is an autonomous territory of the Kingdom of Denmark. It has around 55,000 inhabitants and a lot more sheep.

Although they are far north, roughly the same latitude as Bergen, they are fairly warm due to the Gulf Stream. It is also a very wet archipelago – Torshavn, the capital, holds the dubious record of having he least recorded hours of sunshine of any city in the world.

During our time on the islands the sun was rising around 9 am and setting just after 3 pm. This is on the island of Vågar, looking west towards the setting sun. In front of us are two sea stacks and the tiny, uninhabited island of Trindholmur to the right

The Faroes are very rugged with cliffs shooting straight up from the sea several hundred metres, fjords breaking into the islands, sometimes nearly splitting them up and hardly any trees. The islands are very green in summer and yellow/brown/ orange in winter, when the grass has died or white when they are covered in snow.

This image is also captured on Vågar at the settlement of Bøur. In the background the same sea stacks as in the previous image and Tindholmur (from here shaped like a triangle), but we can also see the sunlit island of Mykines to the right in the background. The houses are typical with turf roofs and stone or dark painted wooden walls and small windows.

The first inhabitants were probably some Celtic monks and a few other Celtic settlers from around mid fourth to med sixth centuries. They were followed by the first Norse-speaking inhabitants (Vikings) in the early 9th C. They spoke an Old West Norse dialect which later evolved into the modern Faroese language.

Jennifer and I visited the islands during 9 days in November this year (2025). We flew in via Copenhagen, but you can also fly from Edinburgh certain days of the week. We stayed at a very nice hotel just outside Torshavn, The Føroyar, on a hill overlooking the small capital of 20,000 inhabitants. During a part of our trip we joined a group of photographers, many of which we had met before. Some places we discovered on our own, but at other locations we had the guidance of Mark McColl, whom had put the photography trip together. And in the evening we joined in a number of exquisite dinners at different places. We were not prepared for all the pleasant restaurants in Torshavn still open in November. But outside Torshavn we mainly had hot dogs bought at petrol stations that also served as small shops and cafés.

There is water everywhere, in the sea and fjords, in the rivers and waterfalls, and of course, in the form of rain hitting us from above or whipping us from the side due to the hard winds. The traditional buildings are built of wood protected by black tar with the roofs covered I turf.

Risin og Kellingin (The Giant and the Witch) are two sea stacks just outside Eysturoy. The sea stacks are 70 metres tall, which give you an idea of the height of the vertically rising mountain next to the sea stacks. I have photographed it with a 500 mm tele lens from the neighbouring island of(Streymoy). In a forthcoming post, I will tell more about the legend of Risin & Kellingin.

In this first post I will try to give you a taste of the Faroe Islands with a few images. The following posts during a couple of months will show the different islands place by place. Jennifer and I visited only three out of the 18 islands that constitute the Faroes, but they are the three largest and, I believe, quite representative for the whole archipelago. I will start with the most populated, Streymoy, named after the strong currents that runs along the island and then we move both east and west from there.

A morning of dramatic light on a ridge looking into Funningfjørdur. The sun is breaking through behind the mountain to the left and shining its rays on the peak to the right. The air is so full of mist that you can actually see the sun rays crossing the fjord
Kaldbak Church as the sun is rising over the mountain to the right. A very typical church with its black walls and turf roof. Unfortunately, the churches were invariably locked, so all my images are from the outside. With more patience than I possess, we could have tried to find the keys from the warden and entered and photographed them from the inside, but that will now remain until our next visit.
The village of Oyndarfjørdur on Eysturoy. A very typical grey day on the islands
But sometimes the sun is bathing the rocks and mountains in its warm colours and sculpture everything in beautiful forms

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