Safe Return Doubtful

There is a fast foot-passenger ferry over to the Island of Sanna, one ferry that serves the local inhabited islands of the archipelago. At this time of year it goes from Træna to Sanna four times a day. The summer season hasn’t started yet, so there isn’t very much demand.…

The hiatus in this course was just about bearable, and would have been more so if it wasn’t the ideal conditions in this Swedish spring for the mosquitoes emerging from their slumber. When one thinks of Swedish cities the picturesque Stockholm comes to mind, but most cities I have been…

On my third day on the Island of Jøa I found another trail up above the treeline to a couple of summits, Dunjafjellet above the island’s main village of Dun, population just 47. It was a misty morning with drizzle, another sea Hárr, giving way, just as we finished, to…

The storms overnight were merely a trickle of rain compared to what farmers had hoped for. They amounted to ten or twenty minutes of rain, with some decent rumbles of thunder and lightning flashes. This morning dawned cloudless but cooler and fresher, the temperature had dropped to 14C overnight, but…

There are more reasons for hills  Than being steep and reaching only high. The small hills around Vingsand were a delight, though much harder going than I had thought. There are steep little ups and downs, big steps, chains to help ascent on slippery rock, the occasional ladder, and treacherous…

This morning a sea mist rolled in with the tide, described here by the 17th century Norse word, a hárr. A Norse word, but it’s used in the northeast of England and eastern Scotland also, with the spelling ‘haar’. This was a more moist hárr than I have experienced before…