Like Shetland, Orkney used to be run by the Norwegians, until the middle ages when the Jocks
claimed it back! Orkney has been inhabited for thousands of years, as evidenced by the many neolithic
relics which litter the islands, most famously the village of Skara Brae. It also played a
pivotal role during both world wars, and has more recently been developing tourism and alternative
energy.
After visiting Shetland in 2003, I got a taste for it and was keen to visit Orkney,
but it wasn't until 2007 that a suitable excuse arose. We did 3 days cycling round the islands,
having started from Thurso, and spent one night each in Stromness and Kirkwall. Although it was
August, the weather didn't seem to remember that and it was sometimes harder cycling downhill than
up because of the wind. Brrr.
The ferry from Thurso to Stromness takes about an hour and a half, but of course you have
to get to Thurso first, which isn't near anywhere.
The ferry takes you around the island of Hoy, with its huge cliffs and emblematic "Old
Man of Hoy", a sea stack standing alone from the cliff face.
A view across to Hoy from the Orkney mainland, with some standing stones.
Stromness as viewed from the ferry on arrival, the large building in the centre is the
Stromness Hotel. They were running a beer festival that weekend in the posh bit upstairs,
which was a far cry from "The Flattie Bar" down the bottom.
Up the high street in Stromness, many of the streets are paved in Orkney flagstone as
opposed to tar. This is a busy Saturday morning.
An errie view up the deserted streets in the dead of night.
Once again a shot down the dimly lit narrow streets of Stromness.
The Neolithic standing stones of Stenness, near to the ring of Brodgar. They are remarkably
thin for their relative height, a good four or five metres.
The ring of Brodgar is perhaps Orkney's most well known stone circle, built about 4500 years
ago. Some of the stones have fallen over, one when it was struck by lightning during the 1980s.
Skara Brae is a Neolithic village on the shores of the Atlantic, which although it was built
5000 years ago, wasn't discovered until the 19th century when a storm blew enough of the sand away
in which it was buried. It is one of the oldest known settlements in Europe, along with the likes
of the megalithic temples of
Malta.
Such details are preserved as the hearth, storage alcoves and dresser, giving an insight
into the way people lived thousands of years ago.
The Atlantic shore at Skara Brae is very close to the village, which is protected by a
concrete barricade. We went for a swim, which was absolutely freezing. It being Orkney however,
we weren't the only ones having a dip.
Over to Kirkwall now, the largest town in Orkney, this is the main street.
St Magnus Cathedral in Kirkwall is much larger and more splendiferous than one you'd
expect to find in a town this size. It did well to escape the reformation, and is in remarkably
good nick.
Back in 1939 the British fleet were at anchor in the bay of Scapa Flow, when one of those
dashed Jerry u-boats sneaked in and sank HMS Royal Oak. To keep Fritz in check, Churchill ordered
that Scapa flow be barriered in, and the resultant causeways now bear his name. They make it much
easier to get around Orkney now as well.
In further precautionary war measures, a number of ships were scuttled in the shallow waters
around Scapa Flow to act as blockships. There are umpteen vessels at the bottom of Scapa Flow, making
it a popular spot for wreck divers.
The Italian Chapel was constructed during the second world war, and is so called as it was
built by Italian prisoners of war. It is still in use today.
Orkney is also a popular spot for big hairy bikers, there were a load of them boarding the
same ferry as us from St Margaret's Hope.
The village of St Margaret's Hope, towards the south of Orkney. We caught the boat here back
to mainland Scotland.
More evidence of war remnants from the ferry, lookout stations and old gun batteries.
