FAROE ISLANDS - WHERE MOUNTAINS MEET THE OCEAN

We landed at Vagar Airport at 8pm on 29th August 2025 after a smooth flight from Copenhagen, We landed at Vagar Airport at 8pm on 29th August 2025 after a smooth flight from Copenhagen, welcomed by the crisp and refreshing Faroese air as we stepped off the plane. Even before landing, the scenery had already captured our hearts. From the aircraft window, we were treated to a breathtaking view of Lake Sorvagsvatn, the cascading Bosdalafossur Waterfall, and the striking sea stacks of Tindholmur and Drangarnir as the plane descended. The lake appeared to float above the ocean, framed dramatically by towering cliffs and rugged mountains. It was a spectacular welcome to the Faroe Islands, a sight that instantly stirred our excitement for the adventure ahead.

After picking up our rental car, we made our way through the remarkable Eysturoy Tunnel, the largest tunnel in the Faroe Islands and home to the world’s first undersea roundabout. Driving beneath the Atlantic with that unique circular roadway felt almost surreal, a true testament to human ingenuity set against nature’s grandeur.

Not long after, we arrived at our Airbnb in Selatrao, and it was every bit as enchanting as we had hoped. Tucked away amidst serene landscapes, the house exuded warmth and charm. It was spotless, cozy, and thoughtfully stocked with everything we could possibly need, from kitchen essentials to inviting interiors. Surrounded by such beauty, it instantly felt like a home away from home, a perfect retreat to rest, recharge, and prepare for the magical adventures awaiting us in the Faroe Islands.

Our first full day in the Faroe Islands began with a scenic drive from Selatrao to Vagar Island, crossing the Streymin Bridge. Along the way, we paused to admire the striking view of Tindholmur, one of the most photographed and iconic landmarks in the archipelago. Rising sharply from the sea at the mouth of Sorvagsfjordur, this uninhabited islet feels almost otherworldly. True to its name, which translates to “the islet with peaks,” Tindholmur is crowned with five jagged spires that pierce the sky like something from a fairytale. With cliffs, ocean, and sky framing it perfectly, it’s no wonder Tindholmur is considered one of the Faroe Islands’ most enchanting sights.

Standing right beside it is the legendary Drangarnir, the two dramatic sea stacks that guard the entrance to the fjord. The larger arch-shaped sea stack, known as Stori Drangur (the large sea stack), and the smaller one, Litli Drangur (the small sea stack), rise majestically from the Atlantic waters. Their rugged forms and natural stone arch create a scene that looks sculpted by the hands of giants. Together with Tindholmur in the backdrop, Drangarnir completes one of the most breathtaking and iconic vistas in the Faroe Islands.

As we reached the charming village of Gasadalur, we set out on the short hike to the world-famous Mulafossur Waterfall. Perhaps the most iconic view of the Faroe Islands, this stunning waterfall plunges directly from a grassy cliff into the Atlantic Ocean, framed by steep mountains rising dramatically in the background. The trail begins just a few minutes from a small parking area, making it easy and accessible for almost everyone. Yet, within just ten minutes of walking, you suddenly find yourself immersed in untouched nature, standing before a scene that feels straight out of a storybook. From the main viewpoint, Mulafossur appears perfectly framed by the cliffs, a picture-postcard moment that captures the essence of the Faroe Islands.

Eager for a closer look, Ateeq and Zaid made their way down the steep concrete steps and carefully crossed the rocky terrain to view the waterfall from below. From that vantage point, the sight was even more powerful and awe-inspiring. They spent time there, soaking in the beauty of the scene and capturing countless photos to remember the moment.

We then continued to the quiet charm of Bour Village, where traditional turf roofed houses overlook the dramatic seascape of Tindholmur and the Drangarnir cliffs. The village felt almost timeless, its simplicity beautifully contrasted by the breathtaking natural backdrop. What struck us most was watching local children, some as young as 18 months, running and playing happily in just t-shirts and shorts, while we were bundled up in layers against the chill, a small but striking glimpse into the hardy Faroese way of life.

The day ended with a rewarding trek from Sandavagur to the viewpoint of Trollkonufingur, known as the Witch’s Finger. The 1.2 km trail, taking around 45 minutes, winds gently uphill from the village, gradually revealing ever-widening views over the Sorvagsfjordur fjord. The path, though steady, is well-marked and surrounded by grassy slopes and rocky outcrops, giving a true sense of Faroese wilderness. As we climbed higher, the air grew crisper and the landscape more dramatic, with the village and fjord stretching out behind us like a painted scene.

At the top, the Witch’s Finger finally revealed itself, a slender sea stack rising 313 meters from the ocean, standing tall and solitary like a giant finger pointing skyward. According to legend, it is the petrified finger of a troll woman, caught by the sun’s rays and turned to stone, a mystical tale that seems to suit the wild, dramatic landscape. Standing there, with seabirds circling and waves crashing below, we felt the raw and untamed spirit of the Faroe Islands all around us.

As the sun set, we drove back to Selatrao, where a warm dinner and a good night’s sleep awaited us, our hearts already full from a day of landscapes that felt like living myths.

The night before had brought heavy rain, followed by a morning wrapped in dense fog. After a sound sleep and a late breakfast, we left home hoping the weather would clear, but visibility was almost zero, at times we could not see beyond 15 - 20 meters. Driving carefully through the mist, we crossed the narrow rock-guarded causeway connecting Bordoy and Kunoy Islands before reaching the quiet village of Kunoy, where we spent a short while before heading back on to the Klakkur trailhead.