57:20.352 N, 005:38.435 W

 

We got here finally at about 4 pm BST after fine sail in the brisk southerly wind, tacking down the inner sound. Customs phoned up and we are cleared in to the country - whereupon it started to rain for the first time for ages - we must be back in Scotland! The mooring was waiting for us on our arrival, with a new "private" sticker on it – we don’t quite know why and it’s a bit poncy. We're attached to the mooring with two polyester ropes plus the anchor chain as a back-up.

 

Below are our final pictures from the voyage.

 

Commonwealth war graves in Faeroe – 55 people, 12 Canadians, the rest British

 

The local fauna – there are more of these than there are people

 

And these.

 

The speaker’s seat near the top of the local mountain

 

View across the fjord we sailed down on our arrival from Iceland

 

Doomed bird standing in its water

 

Raasay, the view from where the tracks crossed after 1800 miles.