Suduroy to Torshavn
We set off from the Vagur Quay at 11:20 am and motored out into the fog and drizzle. There was little or no wind, so the motor stayed on the whole way. We experienced the the strong tides as we passed close Litla Dimun, to get a closer look, we were drawn in closerby the tidal flow and just to the North of the island the swell increased from 1 to 2m for a short time. I had managed to decipher the Faroes tidal atlas prior to this passage, so it wasn't unexpected.
The weather started to clear as we headed North and the landscape opened up for us as we closed on Torshavn, well at least the landscape below about 200m. We entered the harbour at 16:00 and headed to the fuel berth. There was no wind and the fuel berth was small with sharp rocks either side. So thought this was prudent as there was no wind at this time.
Arriving in the small marina at 16:30, we were lucky to find a vacant berth in between Rubicon 3, an adventure charter sailing yacht and a portavadie based bowman 43 (Which arrived at 2 am after a passage from Stornaway which saw here knocked down and loose her life raft). We were kindly helped by the resident berthing master, a swiss chap who lived on an old wooden sailing cutter inthe harbour. It felt warm for the first time since the start of our holiday.
The restaurants that were close by were booked, so we opted for a takaway pizza and sat out on deck to eat.
It is a lovely spot by the quayside, with coloured restaurants and cafes. It did feel a little odd being in such a "Big" place after Vagur.
The weather started to clear as we headed North and the landscape opened up for us as we closed on Torshavn, well at least the landscape below about 200m. We entered the harbour at 16:00 and headed to the fuel berth. There was no wind and the fuel berth was small with sharp rocks either side. So thought this was prudent as there was no wind at this time.
Arriving in the small marina at 16:30, we were lucky to find a vacant berth in between Rubicon 3, an adventure charter sailing yacht and a portavadie based bowman 43 (Which arrived at 2 am after a passage from Stornaway which saw here knocked down and loose her life raft). We were kindly helped by the resident berthing master, a swiss chap who lived on an old wooden sailing cutter inthe harbour. It felt warm for the first time since the start of our holiday.
The restaurants that were close by were booked, so we opted for a takaway pizza and sat out on deck to eat.
It is a lovely spot by the quayside, with coloured restaurants and cafes. It did feel a little odd being in such a "Big" place after Vagur.
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