07.06.2015 - 07.06.2015
Hello West Shetland mainland 900, hello Lerwick 1200, goodbye Shetlands Island 1605. Hello Edinbugh 1730, goodbye Edinburgh 1930 hello Cardiff 2050.
Our final drive in Shetlands for this trip was with our little Kia full of luggage all the way to very West coast of the mainland being, Melby near Sandness.
Along the way we enjoyed the countryside of Wormadale, Whiteness and Whitness Voe, otter territory. Still no otters sighted.. We could see out to the islands from Stromness and up around Weisdale Voe where there were spectacular views to Hoy, Hildesay, West Burra.
We saw Peat cutting piled up at Bixter and drove along the Firth to the Bridge of Walls. At this point it turned into single lane road with passing places and a very winding road. There were many moors, a few Lochs and wandering Sheep and lambs. At the end of the A971 was Melby. From this point we could see the Holm of Melby and the Sound of Papa. The island off the coast was Papa Stour. The couple who lived in the house at the end with the double red door were out walking with their three cats. In the water a seal was chomping on a fish while the gulls above were swooping low to see if any was on offer to share. The seal ate the lot.
On our return trek we wanted to look at the Shetland Jewellery Workshop at Hellister, but it was closed so we kept on our way.
Our final look around the town of Lerwick was very quiet. Sunday in Lerwick is sleepy and peaceful. The church bells were ringing, boats were bobbing in the very windy harbour and pathways were wet from prior rainfall. Once again our luck was in and the weather was fine for our lunch at The Paparazi.
In total we drove 330 miles in the Shetlands and sailed for 4 hours around Bressay and Noss, and walked and walked steep streets and cobbled pavements, grassed paddocks and hung over cliffs.
Our checkins and flights Lerwick to Edinburgh then on to Cardiff were smooth sailing/flying with lovely checkin ladies who did not charge us for the excess baggage. Very fortunate. The ones who have charged us along the way gave been men...typical they don't understand the necessity for a bit of extra weight. I do look forward to our Emirates flight home though when I can off load the contents of my back pack into the 30kg allowance luggage and give my shoulders and back a break. I have proved exercise does not help a body like mine lose weight, otherwise I'd be returning trim taut and terrific. If only for the weight lifting.
We are writing our blog aboard City Jet WX305. Rob has coffee, I have wine and the flight is a quarter empty. We will be landing earlier than our scheduled 1925 arrival.
Tomorrow Rob registers for his 3 day conference and we 'do' Cardiff separately and together for 4 days with a Denise and Jenny girl day on the 9th.
We were collected from Cardiff Airport by a very chatty Welshman who opened conversation with..."I'm nosey, where do you come from, where have you been and where are you going". Other than to Malta on family holidays he has spent his life here in Wales. Maybe he travels vicariously through his passengers.
We are settled in The Future Inn in Cardiff now for the last stop of our trip, my dream trip. Nice room, nice company and a bath to soak in.
Today we have driven for 3.5 hours, flown for 2.5 hours been driven in a taxi for 30 minutes and sat in airports for 3.5 hours. We've eaten in a hotel, a restaurant, the airport, an aeroplane. We've talked to Erik and Mum in the phone, with Ally via messenger and to each other over engines, cases and tables.
We're off to bed now to get ready for the next adventure.
Night everyone we're tired.