Bluejay rocks the lofotens!
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On one of the shortest nights of the year in the UK the Lofoten Islands face the sun’s rays broadside skimming its heat away off the earth’s curve meaning the light remains all day, and night. With Bluejay moored up against Nusfjord’s town pier and her bow poking out into the fjord, the steep wooden steps leading from the deck to the hard our only obstacle to enjoying this wonderful living museum of a fishing village’s delights. With surrounding rockfaces flocked with seagulls all fighting for nesting space amongst the cracks and crevices, with many loud discussions over scraps of fish, little did the crew know just how incredibly early they get up, rising to a cacophony of noise that seemed to start just after nine of the crew had gone to bed. After breakfast and a quick walk around Nusfjord, Bluejay slipped her lines at 0930 and headed out of the fjord and up towards Henningsvaer. With the wind coming up from the southwest the ten crew began by hoisting the main sail, with one reef in. Once the stay sail was aloft and with fair winds, speeds went up to around 9 knots with the winds at a constant angle and both sails out to one side. An amazing sail – good wind and no rain, but quite a bumpy ride at times saw the remaining nine on deck make good time. As always in this area the views were stunning, with steep glacial valleys and deep fjords taking up many a memory card. We took turns at helming and were served an excellent lunch of bacon, lettuce and tomato rolls with smell of cooked bacon bringing back the tenth crew member from his slumber to re-join the working crew. A few puffins were spotted as we sped across the water, but unfortunately no whales or dolphins this time. Where are they? With the town of Nusfjord’s delights just a few creaky ladder rungs away, a walk around town led some of the crew to the mist covered Festvagind and the rest to walking through the town to the exposed rocky outcrop and one of the lighthouses that denotes the Lofoten’s. Looking out from where they had come they stood atop the oldest rocks in Norway, noted as 2850 million years old, between them and the sea.
Treated to a display from two Sky Kite surfers foiling over the surface of the exposed bay in a show of strength and balance, the more than impressed explorers headed for a beer in one of the many glass fronted venues, before heading back to descend the testing mooring.
With the promise of yet another fine dining experience the crew regrouped on board where finally all eleven where reunited for some more fantastic fare and witty banter.
David and Kate – Bluejay