We went to the Faroe Islands to hike, but somewhere along the way we lost ourselves in the beauty of that place and we just began to exist. This slow pace began early on in our trip when we spent four nights on Streymoy, the largest island in the Faroes. Driving from Vágar to the capital city of Tórshavn was a delight by itself. We experienced our first Faroese undersea tunnel and we took the Oyggjarvegur scenic route which gave us amazing views looking down at the lower valleys.
“In order to see birds it is necessary to become a part of the silence.” ~ Robert Lynd
I do not consider myself an avid ornithophile by any means, but there is something to be said about seeing birds in their natural habitat. Especially when those birds are puffins and their habitat just so happens to be the isolated island of Mykines with views like this…
Many places are beautiful, but some places are epic! The Faroe Islands are certainly in the epic category, and the first island to greet most visitors is the MOST epic of them all (in my humble opinion). Introducing Vágar, gateway to extraordinary vistas, troll fingers and a mythological shapeshifter.
