No one else around, just us. Jógvan K. Henriksson (39) has taken me for a walk along the largest lake of the Faroe Islands, Leitisvatn, Sørvágsvatn or simply Vatnið. Overcast sky, water surface barely moving. The only sounds: bird calls and our feet on grass.
Heading left, we climb up to Trælanípa, a perpendicular rock wall, jutting 142 meters straight up out of the sea. The closer we get to the edge, the more I slow down. This is steep! And, looking back in history, also scary. After all, Trælanípa means „slave mountain top“. Supposedly, right here on the island Vágar, slaves were pushed over the cliff – the southernmost part of Streymoy, Hestur, Koltur, Sandoy, Skúvoy and Suðuroy within sight. Trælanípa: Savage, vertigo-inducing and stunningly beautiful.
We continue walking. A little later, we arrive at Bøsdalafossur, experiencing an almost surreal scenery. On our right side: The lake, as smooth as a mirror. On the left: the North Atlantic, turquoise blue close to the coastline, decorated with milk-white, ever moving waves, crashing against stony witnesses of bygone geological eras. Bøsdalafossur, the waterfall, units the lake and the ocean. Vertical drop: 30 meters. It is Jógvan who takes the best video of the day, lying on his back, on a rock shelter. This guy is definitely not afraid of heights.