Nordurfjordur 66:02.9N 21:32.7W

Millybrown
Mark Hillmann
Wed 9 Jul 2008 03:32
After a day in Siglufjordur looking at the herring museum, a museum to something that was commercially wiped out in 1967, but is now part recovered.  According to the museum the three Icelandic herring stocks were effectively cleared by overfishing with new equipment and bad weather.  One stock is apparently back in a good state now, one is recovering and they hope the third will be recolonised by fish from these two, but that has not happened yet.  
 
All the pictures are of powered fishing boats, they say that Iceland has no tradition of sailing boats.
The commercial fishing industry changed Iceland from a backward agricultural country to a modern one.  It was established by Norwegians around 1900, which seems early for powered fishing boats but possible.  There was film of large open rowing boats with about 7 men, netting the herring and then transferring them to steam vessels.  Siglufjordur was apparently "the herring capital of the world".  By 1900 the Baltic and North Sea herring stocks were probably much reduced.
 
After a quiet afternoon we set out at 9pm.  The fog on the hills had not lifted all day, if it had we would have managed a walk.  
 
We motored down the fjord and picked up a breeze, but it died and we motored through a calm night until the breeze came in at about 5 am.  Adam and I both enjoy the peace of gently motoring or sailing, effectively by yourself with the other asleep.  Reading, checking the navigation or keeping watch.
 
But at 5:20am I rushed down to wake Adam:  He was in the cockpit within a minute, I had just seen whale spouts and fins.  It was a group of about 6 whales blowing three times, on the third time I clearly saw fins as well.  Looking at our book and whale card we decided they were fin whales, the largest of the whales, but also fast.  We did not see them again, their next resurfacing could have been several miles away. 
 
We sailed on, intermittent drizzle or wet cloud all morning, but a good breeze pushing us along.  We got into Nordurfjordur at 2pm after deciding against an anchorage at an island with, apparently, lots of birds and scarecrows. 
 
A local ferry boat came and berthed next to us.  He did not recommend the anchorage shown near the island - too many rocks.  He gave advice on good anchorages and fjords worth visiting.  He spends his winter fishing in Isafjordur where we are heading next, and runs walkers out to isolated fjords in the summer. 
 
An English yacht then came in, a big one, 50 foot, owned by a couple who charter it out.  They anchored out in the fjord and motored ashore in their dinghy and we invited them for a cup of tea when they came back from their walk.  They live on their boat and do charters when they can.  They have tried Iceland for the last two summers but have been disappointed with the response. 
 
I agree with them, Iceland is a lot more interesting and has better scenery than most places.  Cold it may be, when the wind goes north, but a hat is easily added and the cabin is heated.  Little fishing harbours in snowy mountain scenery seem much better than 1,000 yacht marinas in Spain.
 
We then had a walk and supper and as the forecast is for the wind, when it gets up to be from the west we headed out at midnight.  So here we are 2:30am zigzagging along four miles off the coast in an area with offshore rocky patches.  The picture on the chart plotter, confirmed by the echo sounder, make it so easy, but doing this with traditional navigation would have been a full time job.  Now I can  steer, write blogs, make cups of soup and navigate at the same time, while Adam catches up on his sleep.  My turn next.
 
Here is the skipper at Nordurfjordur to dispell the rumour that this has all been posted from Maryport.  OK, I know we could have edited me in, but would we do that to a photo of a harbour not shown on charts, maps or in the pilot book? 
 
On the right you can just see the small boat harbour.  We normally go in those, as they suit our boat better, but we did not see this one.
 
"Just as well", the ferry man said "the yachts that try always go aground".  It has not been dredged.