Hestur, Faroe Islands

Adventure Aboard the Norðlýsið

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A special invitation for an adventure on a historical ship includes a concert in a sea cave and a private tour of some remarkable bird cliffs.


Norðlýsið Clipper Ship


A Spontanious Adventure

I could have probably stayed in Syðrugøta one or two more days to help with further break-down and clean up at the G! Festival when it was over, but my new partners in crime Andi Hampton and Ben Saunders, had given me the opportunity to escape with them to go filming on a massive, old sailboat, and the opportunity to travel by boat into some gigantic caves that tunnel under the small island of Hestur, and then on top of all of this there would be a concert in the magnificent grotto. The opportunity sounded too incredible to pass up so I jumped at the opportunity to go.

The Norðlýsið is a massive sailboat built in 1945, but the feeling you have once on the boat is that it is much, much more ancient. The romantic feeling of the boat is also enhanced by the captain of the vessel, Birgir Enni, who is best described as Ernest Hemingway‘s Viking brother.

Into the Belly of Hestur Island

We transferred to smaller pontoon boats to make the trip into the grotto, but the ‘concert’ was very different from what I had been imagining. In my mind, I was picturing some kind of sandbar in the underground cavern, where a small choir of monks sang Gregorian chants. — The concert was simply one man on a trumpet, playing an incredibly slow series of haunting notes that mixed with the sound of the waves crashing against the walls of the cavern. The prolonged echo of these singular, clear, brassy notes lasted so long, that the trumpet was harmonizing with itself in three parts. This ‘concert’ was nothing like what I had expected, yet it was so much more than I had expected in its simplicity.

We shuttled back to the Norðlýsið, but almost immediately, the three of us were put on yet another shuttle boat for ‘an extra-extra special sea tour’ of the 300+ meter, towering bird cliffs all the way around the island of Hestur. When we finally returned to the port in Torshavn, the film crew guys sat with the captain, below deck in the galley, and recorded his seafaring tales that were so unique to the Faroe Islands.

Finishing Up in the Faroe Islands

I had two more days of adventure with the film guys from the UK. We climbed mountains and waterfalls to shoot endless amounts of drone footage and we spent too much time taking photos of Faroes horses (that seem to like having their picture taken), but we also spent a great deal of time getting lost in the thick fog, which was often frustrating, but an inescapable part the whole Faroes experience.

When I said goodbye to these my film crew friends, it was frustrating because our adventures were so epic and filled with non-stop laughs. We made a combined decision that we would all come back to do this again the following year.



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