January 27, 2017
I really wanted to see the island of Mykines.
She had to be part of my trip.
Yes but here it is not easy in the month of January.
Only 10 souls live there, wrapped up in a long, harsh winter.
I have nowhere to sleep.
And then, how to go? The ocean is enraged.
There is only the helicopter. Note that this is not to displease me.
I went to see Sölvi and the Visit Vagar Team at airport. Mykines is part of their territory, they alone may be able to help me. Good luck, I’m told that a named Johan will visit Mykines in 3 days and he knows the island very well. He will surely find accommodation.
“It will be on the flight of Friday.”
In winter there are flights only 2 or 3 times a week and again it is necessary to plan wide because it depends on the weather. If the wind is too bad the flights are postponed.
I prepare my camera bag, food for 3 days and wine. A whiskey would have been more “corsair” but barley fire I much prefer the sweetness of the grapes.
I plan to leave two days: departure Friday, January 27 at 15h, back Sunday 29 at 12:30.
– But how will I do to recognize Johan. I do not know anything about him, I do not even have his number?
– You do not need it. He will be there, that’s all. Do not worry. He is aware.
So I have a date with a man I do not know anything but the name … in a helicopter. While the surface is not so large but it remains one of the most unlikely meeting points that I have lived.
On the day I come to the Tórshavn heliport. The sun is already declining, the light is beautiful. I feel that I am going to live an extraordinary experience.
The helicopter arrives, it is impressive with its capacity of 12 passengers + 2 pilots. The Faroe Islands have two, they are used for many missions (including rescue) and can load up to 2 tons of material.
I load my camera bag in the cargo hold. First good news: the cockpit is open so I will be able to photograph. Second good news: we are only 3 passengers! I sit back to the cabin to be closer to the drivers. Anti-noise headphones are available. I dispense with it. I want to hear everything, feel everything.
The doors close, each buckle his harness. The machine pulls from the ground in a tremor, its nose pointing to the sky. It is very hot, probably because of the engines (or is it my heart that is agitated?). The question that haunts me is: Will I be able to bring back photos? I will try, whatever the grain and the thickness of plexi, what I want is to share the emotion felt.
The luck is still with me: I am quite comfortable, alone on my seat of 4 places!
It was necessary to make an optical choice before climbing. I came out of my 17-40 f4 (of all my travels since 2009), a wide angle to have the point of view of the pilots. I hold between my feet the 100-400, it will serve me later when we will have taken a little height…
We make a first stop on Koltur, I see its stone farms dating from the Middle Ages, Heima í Húsi.
We are now above the ocean, the view is incredible, I try a picture at wide-angle. Opposite we see the west end of Streymoy named Palurin.
We can see southeast Vagar and its fjord in Y. We head to the airport, second stop of our journey.
We are now flying over the Sørvágsvatn. On the skin of the lake we see the gusts of wind.
Short break on the airstrip then we leave right to the south. This is not the shortest way to Mykines (west) but it’s probably to get out of the corridor of the planes as soon as possible.
This allows me to discover the sublime cut coast of South Vágar. At the top right is Sørvágur.
We are approaching the western tip of Vagar.
This is the point of view that I hoped so much: Tindhólmur, the emblematic island of the Faroe Islands is finally revealed.
I discovered its southern face, only visible from the sea. On the right the no less famous arch of Drangarnir.