A nice hike of about 3 kilometers brings you to this magnificent sight: the floating lake “Sørvágsvatn”, which seems to hover above the sea. In fact, further left, there is a waterfall where it crashes into the North Atlantic Ocean. It is simply an epic site … no more, no less.
A grass roofed fishing hut at a gusty, chilly evening at Sørvágsvatn on the Faroeses island of Vágar.
After hiking along the “flying lake”, I got to this amazing location, and even in summertime, I got it all to myself. This is where said lake flows into the North Atlantic Ocean. The weather was not as windy as I had hoped for, yet the waves were crashing on the rocky sides here … and that was the only thing one could hear.