Day 15 -Torshavn -> Vagar -> Sørvágsvatn -> Gásadalur -> Kirkjuböur -> Ferry to Hirtshals
The sun greeted us the next morning. I knew it was the last day, and the more I could not believe how lucky we were with the weather here in the Faroe Islands.
It was so beautiful that I decided to take the scenic route again, which we had covered two days earlier. I didn’t regret the views which were even greater. Now it was even easier, because I knew where to stop and take pictures.
That day the main destination was the island of Vagar which you can get to through a tunnel. The island is famous for several reasons. First of all, the largest lakes are on it. One of them – Sørvágsvatn, is the largest, you can literally get to by following route number 11. Its waters fall into the ocean through the Bössdalafossur waterfall. Unfortunately, to reach it you have to go about 3 km one way. There is an airport right next to the lake, its runway is impressive ending on each side with a high embankment, thanks to which it was possible to extend it and allow the take-off and landing of larger aircraft.
Next, it is necessary to go along route number 45, overcome the recently commissioned tunnel and get to Gásadalur. Once, residents had to climb steep mountains to get to civilization. Now overcoming the tunnel, we enter as if to another land since It delights with stunning views of Tindhólmur and an idyllic atmosphere. Even tourists (there are few of them here), walk as if slower because it is quiet here and only the sound of the ocean can be heard.
I left the motorbike in a small parking area, took off my jacket and went to follow the trail towards the cliff which was steep. The views are breathtaking. Whoever is brave can come to the very edge. Returning, I went to the only bar for coffee and refreshments. As you can guess, I paid a fortune for a piece of bread with something that looks like sausage, carrot cake and coffee.
I still had about eighty kilometers to return from Vagar Island, but not to Torshavn but to one more place called Kirkjuböur. In the Middle Ages it was the cultural centre of the Faroe Islands. The first Catholic seminary was here until 1538. Currently, about 80 people live here and it is worth coming here to see one of the oldest houses that have been in the possession of the Patursson family for 17 generations.
The second reason is the Church of St. Olaf. Its construction dates back to around 1200 from when it is still a used parish church in the Faroe Islands. You have to open the famous, colourful gate to enter it.
Another reason is the opportunity to visit the impressive ruins of the Magnus Cathedral, which was built around 1300. Anyway, it is worth climbing the nearby hill and to see how amazing these historic buildings look from a bird’s eye view.
That day, all I had to do was return to the centre of Torshavn. I covered almost 15 km in the blink of an eye and stopped at the port. In the evening I had an appointment with Adam that we would visit the local restaurant called Fútastova. Unfortunately, it turned out that there was no free table. We went to the other side to Café Natúr, where it was very tasty and the bill was very reasonable. We had a pretty good view of the ferry dock from here and waited for the check-in time to arrive.
Motorbikes are lucky given that they are directed to a separate queue and are the first to enter the ferry. After attaching the motorbikes to the deck, we quickly took our things and headed to the cabins. The ferry departed punctually at 23:30. We said goodbye from the observation deck. That day we went to sleep earlier, because we had to cover over 1000 km home the next morning.