I went ashore early this morning at
Kollefjord and failed to find a post-box.
I came back into Eide to post the cards and
asked directions of a man in a car. He gave me a lift up to the post
office and then invited me for coffee. He had been fishing this
morning at the bridge when I came through, motoring flat out into the
wind and just creeping over the sluicing tide.
Naturally more breakfast seemed a good idea, so I
went back to his house and sampled dried whale meat (delicious) and blubber
(strange texture but perfectly edible) as well as trying and being given dried
cod. He had caught and dried the whale himself and swapped some of it for
the cod. He says that when a whale is caught, everyone in the village is
given some in the traditional way and none is wasted.
This is the cod:
I have got an up-to-date forecast that seems
muddled but not too windy and greased the sheet winches as one was not
ratchetting properly. Any more excuses for sitting still. No?
Off to Iceland again.