And so it was time to move on to Papa Westray, the inter island flights are heavily subsidised so I decided to abandon Eleanor cosily tucked up in the hostel boiler room, and fly there for $21. The morning dawned foggy but every one assured my we would still fly so I ended up paying for a taxi to the airport as the half homely bus service is suspended in the middle of the day just as the planes leave. Only to drive and have to wait 4 hours for the said fog to clear.
But we did fly in a tiny 8 seated, which the pilot appeared to steer around the runway like a car and fly similarly. The cloud lifted so we could see all the island below us, but unfortunately closed in soon after arrival and so I didn't get ro see so much on my short stay.
However I did manage the knap of however which at 4000BC is the oldest,standing dwelling; amazing stone work.
Also managed to get onto the bird reserve to see the the very rare primula Scotia it is absolutely tiny and very beautiful, luckily the hostel manager told me where to find it.
The reserved is remote and the birds almost tame, they certainly didn't mind me watching as they mobbed marauding skuas. I did manage to find the past auk! The seals are also very curious and followed me along the coast back to the airport.
The flight back was on time but included the shortest schedule flight on the world from papa to westray, all of 90 seconds. Apparently I should have asked for a certificate to mark the occasion.
And so for the over night ferry to Shetland it was good to be reunited with Eleanor again.
Hi This is my blog to keep you updated about my travels. Now where am I? Well I have found my way back from Borneo, amazing what sat nav can do now and I am now attempting to get from one end to the other, of what is the question!
Barbs's Big Bike RIde
This year I have decided to stay and enjoy an English Spring. It has been a long time coming but at last it is here and I am off to explore my own back yard. Well actually travelling up the UK mainland as far north as possible before 21st June and see how close I can get to the Midnight Sun.
After my travels along the Camino de Santiago across northern Spain last September on my trusty old iron donkey, I have bought a lighter bike in the hope that I can get up a few more hills and by going from Lands End to John o Groats (LEJOG) I can avoid the killing headwinds of the Spanish meseta.
So here she is, we had a jolly naming ceremony on Saturday and hopefully the good friends, food and weather I enjoyed will carry me through to the farthest northern climes. Thank you all for a great send off, admirably topped off with one too many pints The Village Bike listening to Mojo Triangle.
And she is called Eleanor, isn't she beautiful, I hope I still have such tender feelings after 6 hours in the saddle, but probably only in the nether regions I fear.
The map link on the right will show a rough itinerary and route and I will try try to update with my actual route, if I can work out how and where I am as I go along, you know there will be little correlation but I will get there or somewhere in the end!
If you want an email update, submit your address in the box also on right and hopefully it will find its way through the ether to you.
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