Here are an assortment of pictures from four towns. The main things they have in common are bays, mountains, and green grass.
In Fuglafjørður I attended an unusual concert by two Swiss musicians. One man played an assortment of alpenhorns. The other sang with a very unusual technique that allowed him to sing two tones at one time. He sang a low note, and then the melody was made by overtones of the low note, made by changing the shape of his mouth and throat. It was quite amazing. I also have some pictures of a soccer game between Fuglafjørður and Runavík. I was standing near the radio announcers, but I couldn’t understand them at all. I also took a walk along the far east side of the bay to the fields where the sheep are grazing.
Here are also a few scenes from Gøta, which is where I am staying now. There are three towns in Gøta, South Gøta, North Gøta, and Gøta by the Ravine. I walked out in the fields around Syðragøta and, as usual, saw a lot of sheep.
A few days ago Gunnleyg and I took an evening drive to the towns of Hellur and Oyndarfjørður, which are in the next bay to the north of Fuglafjørður. To get there we drive over the pass to the long Skálafjørður bay, going north to the pass leading to the Oyndarfjørður bay. The two towns sit on opposite sides of the bay.
My borrowed internet connection is quite weak, and it has taken me a long time to upload them to the internet. It seems to work better with the door open, and I am sitting here in the windy hallway with my coat on, so I hope you enjoy these photos.