On the last day I decided to walk up the hill behind the croft to get the best possible view before going home and Catherine and Cory joined me. This was just as well as I had no idea how treacherous hill walking can be in Shetland. Catherine pointed out the boggy areas to save me from getting wet feet but more relevant was her advice on quicksand and it's dangers. Poor Cory nearly succumbed but, with his four paws and light weight, he scrambled out.
We clambered on over heather and sphagnum to almost reach the water tower which is easily visible from many points in this part of Shetland.
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| View back down the voe to the sea |
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| Catherine, perched on a rock. |
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| Cory, enjoying the exercise |
On the way back we encountered some of Shetland's famous natives and saw the sheep patiently awaiting clipping (or clubbing as I misheard earlier in the week!)
Luckily we just had time on the drive into Lerwick to snap a couple of views from the outside of the croft where my grandfather grew up. There would have been less houses then but I doubt the scenery has changed much in the 100+ years that have passed.
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