Two short walks and an excursion

It rained overnight, and we thought it would carry on for the next couple of days, but this morning was dry if not, at first, bright, and we decided to risk a short walk. The road that had brought us to Varda runs out past the next farm, where a kink in the long sea inlet called the Whale Firth creates a small beach. This looked promising on the map, but when we got to the end of the road, we were less tempted by the scramble down to the beach than by a grassy lane that ran along the hillside:

That's the view looking back, north along the Whale Firth: beyond the stacks at the end is the Atlantic. ( Cut for length, and pictures )

This was enough excitement for one day. We called at the shop in Mid Yell to buy some milk, we decided that Shetland's most haunted house could wait, we had a late lunch and a quiet afternoon with books.