Most great adventures begin with an open road, a car full of friends, some good snacks and tunes, and an epic place to explore. That is exactly what I found in the North Atlantic, on the tiny string of islands between Iceland and Norway. Hello, Faroe Islands.
After a day spent riding ferries to different islands, we finally ended up in the small village of Klaksvik and decided to hike to the top of one of the fjords that sat high above the village. We hiked for about an hour and then stood in silence and complete awe at this view. The sun was setting and changing the sky to all sorts of blues and pinks and oranges. Moments like this demand your complete and undivided attention.
Moments like this demand your complete and undivided attention.
Kalsoy is a small 11-mile-long island with a population of less than 150 people. We took a ferry ride over early one morning to hike along the cliffs at the farthest edge of the island. Before starting our hike, we ran into the farmer who owns the land with the cliff in the photo below. The hike took us about two hours round trip and we battled 50 mph winds most of the time, but the view was more than worth it.
The Faroe Islands are unlike any place I’ve ever seen, and I’m already planning a trip back here for a few months instead of just a week. I can’t wait to spend the right amount of time in these stunning islands and see all that Faroe has hidden at the ends of its roads.