“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.
There have been places that I’ve visited in the past that truly called to me. Places where time seemed to stop, where I felt compelled to stay still so that I could absorb the essence of that place. I have felt that compulsion in Ireland, the Pacific Northwest of America, the northern coast of California, and in Sifnos Greece. And now I can add another place to that list: the Faroe Islands.
