A scene created to astonish the world, picture-perfect and typically Faroese. The small village of Tjørnuvík in the extreme North of the island Streymoy. Remote houses surrounded by high, verdurous mountains, meadows and a sandy beach. A spot popular among local divers and surfers (the few being around from time to time), shadowy quite often …
Read MoreThrill of Chill: The Mountain Bathtub Hideaway
A beautiful piece of private land up in the mountains, owned by a dear friend. My all-time favorite lake, bathtub hideaway and cold water retreat. That day: Wind tickling brown grassland while simultaneously drawing soft ripples on the surface of the water. Twittering birds every now and then. For the rest: absolute silence. Not a soul around …
Read MoreIngi Sørensen: An Aquanaut Rising from Another World
Science fiction setting. An aquanaut rising from another world, enveloped in odd-looking cloud formations, strange colors and surreal light. That day, commercial diver and photographer Ingi Sørensen is just about to return from another Tjørnuvík dive. Submerged? Ingi: „A magnificent and peaceful place” …
Read MoreWithin Reach: Famous Sea Stacks Risin & Kellingin
Once upon a time … an odd task force got to work. A giant and a witch. Mission: to drag and drop the Faroe Islands close to Iceland. An undertaking that turned out to be far more difficult than expected. Even though the giant and the witch reached the Faroe Islands’ north-westernmost mountain Eiðiskollur, they didn’t manage to put their heavy rope in place …
Read More2017 on the horizon: Gott nýggjár and Happy New Year!
My Faroe Islands wishes you and your families a great New Year’s Eve and Happy New Year. Gott nýggjár, to readers from around the world. 2017 on the horizon: See you around! On Facebook, on the net and on the Faroe Islands. Don't forget to bring binoculars. Picture taken at the beach of Tjørnuvík. Beautiful spot and one of my favorite places …
Read MoreA Bath In The North Atlantic (Brrr!) And Unexpected Company
Summer, sunshine and a sandy beach. I head for a deck chair under palm trees, order a fruit cocktail, throw my arms up in the air and hop joyfully into the water. Pardon me. I’m all mixed up. Must be a consequence of the adrenalin rush. Let’s start again from scratch: A day in November at Tjørnuvík beach. My brain starts to talk comic-tongue. Splash. Ahh! Brrr …
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