Saturday, 28 April 2012

Out Skerries by ferry...


I made a gamble and booked myself on to the ferry to The Skerries yesterday in the hope that the forecast of a wonderful weekend would hold true. Judging by the colour of my head it did!

Beren and I had a big boy little boy day out today. I was a bit wary of taking him to The Skerries with me as it's a 90 minute trip in a little ferry, The Filla, and it can get pretty rough out there, but he was keen to go, so off we went this morning, loaded up with tasty treats for the day.

The ferry left Vidlin in sun shine heading out along Lunna Ness and into the open sea. Here we are just leaving Shetland behind...



The weather changed on the way over with showers and even hail. I was beginning to wonder what sort of a day I'd have on a wet and windy island with a 4 year old as we approached them...


The crossing over was pretty tame until we actually got to Outer Skerries and began skirting the north coast of the island to go in through the north-east mouth. There was a northerly swell and it had been doing it's thing since we passed the lonely muckle skerry.

Here we are passing the north mouth I think...



And then the Lamba stacks...



Once lined up for the north-east mouth it felt like full steam a head as we seemed to race in between Bruray and Grunay islands with a following sea. I loved it, but this is a good day; God only know's how much fun it must be on a bad day!



Soon we were off the boat and up near the airfield on Bruray on our way out to the Lamba stacks.

Here's one landing just now...


Heaving this place, just like terminal 5 at Heathrow! Bet you wouldn't be able to or want to rent a holiday cottage like the one on the right here at any other 'airport'...


Just past the end of the runway is Lang Ayre, a beach that looks out into the north east mouth we just came through. In the distance is the lighthouse on Bound Skerry. Unsurprisingly the place is full of skerries!


At Lamba stack we had a nice show of the force of the sea as we ate our picnic...


And my own little force of nature enjoyed the lovely day...


Lamba Stack and lighthouse beyond...


 Flat Lamba, Lamba stack and the lighthouse. Flat Lamba has a great tunnel through it that you can just make out...


Just then a bloody big ship appeared. One I've seen before in Scalloway, but I can't remember it's name, odd looking beast though... (thanks to MikeP I now know)


There's practically no standing water of any significance out here, or burns either. But there is a weird system of guttering that winds round Bruray Ward collecting water off the hillside and feeding it into a small reservoir...




The summit of Bruray Ward, erm.... 53m, not quite a munro then!


Looking out the south mouth, which I believe the ferry from Lerwick comes through...


 After our tour of Bruray we nipped over the little bridge to Housay...


It was becoming a very hot day by my baldy head standards.


Looking back to the bridge from Housay, Bruray on the right...



And out through the ferry route of the north east mouth...


The uninhabited Isle of Grunay...



We headed up the hill on the east end of Housay to and old watch house...


What a setting, just a pity the house is totally ruined along with the wind turbine...


You can just make out Noss  and Bressay in the distance on the left..


I don't think Clare would let us move in. Beren and I reckoned it wouldn't need too much...


A pane or two of glass...



And a tweak or two to the turbine...


While we were up there planning our remodelling of the des-res we spied the ferry on it's return from Shetland and headed back to the car. We had a quick zip round to the church with it's old cannon and watched a crow, and couple of gulls feast on a very dead seal. Speaking of which we saw a few bonxies, gannets, shags, black guillemots and robins too. No otters or whales though.

Back down in the harbour all was still and sparkling...



Here she comes, our taxi home...


A quick reverse on and off we go for a roller coaster ride down the coast...





 Bye bye Skerries, we'll be back. You're gorgeous you are!


Now which Sunday tea tomorrow, I think Eshaness might be calling...

2 comments:

  1. The bloody great boat was Skandi Skansen
    http://www.geograph.org.uk/photo/2920473

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